A crusty old man walks into a bank and says to the woman
at the teller window "I want to open a damn checking account."
The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir.
I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damnit. I said I want to open a damn checking
account now!" the old man raised his voice.
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language will not be tolerated
in this bank." The teller leaves the window and goes over to the
bank manager to inform him of her situation. The manager
agrees that the teller does not have to listen to foul language.
They both return to the window and the manager asks the
old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
"There is no damn problem," the man says.
"I just won 50 million bucks in the damn lottery and I want to
open a damn checking account in this damn bank, okay?"
"I see," says the manager, "and this damn bitch is giving you
a hard time?"
at the teller window "I want to open a damn checking account."
The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir.
I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damnit. I said I want to open a damn checking
account now!" the old man raised his voice.
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language will not be tolerated
in this bank." The teller leaves the window and goes over to the
bank manager to inform him of her situation. The manager
agrees that the teller does not have to listen to foul language.
They both return to the window and the manager asks the
old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
"There is no damn problem," the man says.
"I just won 50 million bucks in the damn lottery and I want to
open a damn checking account in this damn bank, okay?"
"I see," says the manager, "and this damn bitch is giving you
a hard time?"
