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MRS. HORRIBLE

| Posted in | Posted on Friday, August 14, 2009

After a meeting in Makati I rushed to Quezon City to open a new bank account near the house. I got there 30 minutes before the bank closed and got into an argument with this lady.



I waited for my turn patiently when the associate asked if I needed help so I told her what I wanted. A bank account with an international ATM/debit card with access to online statements and transactions. Right when I was about to be done filling up the necessary documents, this RUDE lady started going off on me saying that she got there first. She caught me in a bad time as I just drove through 1 hour of heavy traffic so I snapped back at her. I don't care if you were in a hurry. Next time don't do your chores last minute. The associate CLEARLY was helping us both at the same time.

I don't care if you have sob stories about your past.

BITCH.

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