I'm so upset, so fucking angry if I were anywhere near that appalling Bank I would be screaming at them.
I place an order. The order is accepted and approved by the fucking Irish bank. I'm relaxed. And then the poxy bank apparently decline payment as part of a stupid random check! It should according to the blurb go through now. Its a bit late!
What random fucking check???! The money was there I checked and the bank approved the payment but apparently because someone clicked something or other its now declined. I believe the bank is in breach of its own guaranteed payment system I can't understand it but if you're thinking I can find out immediately? Wrong! I have to wait until the online bank speaks to this or that digit and when they're good and ready get back to me.
I fucking hate Ireland. I hate that the bank is two miles away. I hate that it takes them as much as two days to answer a legitimate and urgent query. I'm not in a good mood. I bet if the Bank wanted something from me they'd get in touch a hell of a lot faster than two fucking days!
I hate banks.
And if anyone is thinking writing the anger will calm me? Wrong! So angry am I I'm spreading the wrath around. I could care fucking less. I want to go back to England to proper respectable banks who rob you up front and in your face not behind you back when something is already approved for payment.
I place an order. The order is accepted and approved by the fucking Irish bank. I'm relaxed. And then the poxy bank apparently decline payment as part of a stupid random check! It should according to the blurb go through now. Its a bit late!
What random fucking check???! The money was there I checked and the bank approved the payment but apparently because someone clicked something or other its now declined. I believe the bank is in breach of its own guaranteed payment system I can't understand it but if you're thinking I can find out immediately? Wrong! I have to wait until the online bank speaks to this or that digit and when they're good and ready get back to me.
I fucking hate Ireland. I hate that the bank is two miles away. I hate that it takes them as much as two days to answer a legitimate and urgent query. I'm not in a good mood. I bet if the Bank wanted something from me they'd get in touch a hell of a lot faster than two fucking days!
I hate banks.
And if anyone is thinking writing the anger will calm me? Wrong! So angry am I I'm spreading the wrath around. I could care fucking less. I want to go back to England to proper respectable banks who rob you up front and in your face not behind you back when something is already approved for payment.
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