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"I'll take my business elsewhere"
Topic Started: Apr 16 2011, 08:53 PM (457 Views)
George K
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Finally
http://www.snopes.com/business/bank/barrier.asp

Million Error

Claim: A customer closed out his million-dollar account after his bank refused to validate a 50¢ parking ticket.

TRUE:

Origins: A well-loved urban legend has it that a shabbily-dressed man mistreated by an uppity clerk returns the next day to buy out the establishment for the sheer pleasure of firing the ill-mannered service person. It's a tale that strikes a chord in all of us — who hasn't indulged in exactly this fantasy when confronted by a snooty salesman whose manner implies we're not good enough to be in his store, let alone have him bother to wait upon us? Moments like that make each of us want to reveal ourselves as millionaires in disguise, if only to turn the tables on the superior-acting one.

As far as we know, this legend has yet to come true. Although it's an oft-told tale, we have yet to find a verifiable instance of a going concern's being purchased by a rich man looking to fire the bugger who'd insulted him. However, all you aspiring millionaires-in-disguise take heart: at least one underdressed rich man did get even with a firm that failed to recognize both him and the reasonableness of his request.

Next time the sales clerk looks down his nose at you, tell him about John Barrier and the Washington State bank that refused to validate his parking.

John Barrier had done business with Old National Bank (now U.S. Bank) in Spokane, Washington, for 30 years. He'd made his money buying and refurbishing old buildings and was wearing his usual shabby clothes that day in October 1988 when he left his pickup truck in a nearby parking lot while he paid a visit to his broker, then cashed a cheque at the bank. The teller, however, took one look at his grubby clothes and refused to stamp the parking bill.

As a news story of the time read:
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"She told me the bank only validated parking tickets when a customer made a transaction and that cashing a check wasn't a transaction," said Barrier. The millionaire said he asked the teller to call a bank manager, who also refused.

"He looked me up and down and stood back and gave me one of those kinds of looks," said Barrier, turning up his nose to imitate the manager.

"I said, 'Fine, you don't need me and I don't need you."'

Barrier withdrew all his money and took it down the street to Seafirst Bank.

"The first check he brought me was for $1 million," said Dennis Veter, vice president of Seafirst's main Spokane branch. "You'd never know by looking at him, but you or I should be so lucky."


As John Barrier said: "If you have $1 in a bank or $1 million, I think they owe you the courtesy of stamping your parking ticket."
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Larry
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My first wife's daddy was a building contractor. I was partners with him in several things back in the 70s. He had the first mobile phone I'd ever seen - a big bulky thing wired into his truck. One day I was riding with him to a job site, a subdivision we were developing. Charlie always wore overalls and workman's boots, and usually his boots were dirty from mud at a job site or such.

On this particular morning, he pulled into a little privately owned convenience store to get something, I don't remember what. At any rate, the clerk working there was extremely rude to him. Charlie said "Boy, if I owned this place you would be out of a job, talking to customers like that." The clerk said "Well you DON'T own it, so screw you, old man...."

As we drove away, Charlie picked up his mobile phone and made a call to a real estate agent he knew. He told the agent to find out who owned that convenience store, and to buy it.

It took about a month to close the sale. Charlie bought it, drove to the convenience store and fired the guy, and then put it back on the market and sold for a small profit.

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