Come gather around Yelpers and listen to this pre CoronaVirus saga of woe:
After narrowly escaping the Temple of Doom with tons of emeralds, rubies, and diamond pendants, I headed home. A restful afternoon of drinking beer of the wealthy and binge watching Robin Leach to prepare me for my new life soon followed.
Suddenly a Chase Bank ad interrupted Robin feasting on escargot. The young hepcats encouraged me to stash my riches where they banked. I put down my regal can of Milwaukee's Best, loaded up the family truckster with the cache, and zipped to the newest, and therefore best, Chase Bank in town.
I motioned the teller over to give her a preview of the stash and inquired about opening a safe deposit box. She shrugged her shoulders and explained Chase never built them at this location.
Turning around I scanned the acres of empty office cubes and imagined the countless number of safe deposit boxes that would've made Chase Bank money with annual fees.
Apparently the brain trust at Chase's HQ thought they could impress the plebs by designing a WeWork location and then calling it a bank.
A fail.
I suppose it's only a matter of time before the higher ups at Chase "enhance" this location by replacing the tellers with a single complicated kiosk. Leaving the WeWork showroom intact.
An upgrade to a fail of epic proportions. read more