A rather scruffy looking man came into a bank. Reaching the head of the line, he said to the teller, "I wanna open a fucking checking account"
"Certainly, sir", answered the teller, "but there's no need to use that kind of language."
"Could you move it along lady? I just wanna open a fucking checking account", growled the would-be customer.
"Ill be glad to be of service, sir," said the teller, flushing slightly,"but I would appreciate not being spoken to in that way."
"Just lemme open a fucking checking account, okay?" He said again.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to let you speak to the branch manager," said the flustered teller, slipping off he stool and returning shortly with a dapper middle aged man who asked how he could be of service.
"I just won 100 million dollars in the lottery", snarled the man,"and all I wanna do is open a fucking checking account."
"I see", said the manager sympathetically,"and this bitch is giving you trouble?"
Rob
"Certainly, sir", answered the teller, "but there's no need to use that kind of language."
"Could you move it along lady? I just wanna open a fucking checking account", growled the would-be customer.
"Ill be glad to be of service, sir," said the teller, flushing slightly,"but I would appreciate not being spoken to in that way."
"Just lemme open a fucking checking account, okay?" He said again.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to let you speak to the branch manager," said the flustered teller, slipping off he stool and returning shortly with a dapper middle aged man who asked how he could be of service.
"I just won 100 million dollars in the lottery", snarled the man,"and all I wanna do is open a fucking checking account."
"I see", said the manager sympathetically,"and this bitch is giving you trouble?"
Rob
