I went to the bank earlier today, because I needed change for the parking meter. I pulled $20 from the ATM, went inside the bank and waited in line. When I got up to the teller I asked her very politely to exchange my new $20 bill for some ones. With the most attitude I have ever heard she asked me if I had an account. I replied no. She then continued on about how this is a special occasion and how she normally can't help anyone without an account and how she doesn't want to see me again unless I have an account. I could understand her attitude if I were some trouble making punk kid, but I was wearing business attire and looked fairly professional. I think the next time I go in and I get the same response, I will open an account, turn around in a circle and immediately close it and ask for my money back in quarters. Any thoughts?
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As a teller, you are trained and instilled with the fear of possibly losing your job if you end up taking too many losses. These losses include but are not limted to depositing/cashing bad checks, losing money in your till, and taking counterfeit money.
Yes, there are ways you can tell whether or not money is counterfeit, however I have seen money that went through our bank that turned out to be counterfeit, and it looked like the real thing.
Overall, I think the teller was rude. She should have seen this as an opportunity to take you as a non-customer and perhaps encourage you to open up an account there. Just goes to show her lack in customer service.
If she really upset you, contact her bank manager. Explain the situation. Then state that if their teller had better customer service skills she would have seen an opportunity to try to make you a new member of the bank. Most banks are about making sales and push for their tellers to see possible sales and push for new customers all the time. This will definitely give you the manager's attention.
All I'm saying is that it's not bad customer service if you are not a customer, the attitude was uncalled for though.
The only times where I tend to be a bit brusque are when random punk kids or snotty ladies come up to our counter asking, "Hey, you guys got any samples?" and they clearly don't intend to actually buy anything. The way we do things, chocolate and candy samples are supposed to help our customers decide which products to buy and/or whether the quality is good enough for them; they are NOT freebies for anyone looking for a quick snack. And then, even when I turn those people away, I do it by saying, "Sorry, we don't right now," often with a shrug and a reassuring (yet fake) "no hard feelings" smile.
Seriously, it's not that hard to fake a decent smile for people, even if you are completely annoyed with them and want them to get out of your face. It's especially not hard when you're getting paid to do it. IMHO, not enough people working jobs involving customer service understand that they are getting paid to make potential customers feel good about visiting their establishment. This is done both by helping the customers efficiently and just generally making sure they feel welcome. By slacking on that last part or just completely ignoring it, the person is effectively not doing half of their job. As I said, this doesn't mean bending over backwards for people, but it does mean that every potential customer is at least entitled to being treated like a person, not a nuisance.
People get nuts at banks. It's weird. I think it is because money is such an emotional issue for a lot of people. Bank tellers get treated badly.
That doesn't justify a bad attitude, but it might explain it.
As for bank's policies about making change, a lot of people seem to think that banks have some obligation to perform this kind of public service. They are a private business. It costs the bank money and time to have change available. It is kind of like going to a sandwich shop that gives a free cookie to everyone that buys a sandwich, and asking for the free cookie, even though you aren't going to buy a sandwich.
It still sucks to get bad customer service though.
The parking meter at the University takes 5's, 1's, and quarters.
Fresh, minty breath never hurts.