It wasnt until later on that I realised I'd left the book behind. Nevermind I think, its in the bank, couldnt be safer.
Anyway I finally go in a week or so later to get it or get a new one printed. After a fruitless search that lasted around 30 seconds the guy returned and said:
"Sorry sir, no have"
Now this I expected so enquired as to how I get a new one:
"Please go and wait over there sir"
No worries, they issue books at another desk ... more waiting. When I finally got served a puzzled looking woman said to me:
"You go police"
Police? I havent robbed anything, just want a new book. It turns out she was telling me to go and report it stolen to the police. So now after spending the majority of my morning in the Bank I have to go and spend the rest of it in the cop shop while the boys in brown mull over the idea of getting their fingers out of their arses to write me a report and charge me for the privilege of it.
"No thank you" was my reply to this ... some of us have work to do. Her next suggestion was even better:
"Go to the ATM, take out all of your cash and open a new account"
If that is how a bank does business I think I'll be using the matress from now on. I mean how difficult is it?
Extremely apparently.
And that concludes the rant of the day
