The woman, astonished, replies: “I beg your pardon, such language is not tolerated in our bank.”
She then leaves the window and walks over to her manager to explain the situation.
The manager agrees that the clerk shouldn’t have to put up with that kind of language.
They both return to the window and the manager asks the man: “Sir, what seems to be the problem here?”
“There is no fucking problem” says the man.
“I just won $200 million in the damn lottery and I want to put my fucking money in this damn bank.”
“Oh, I see.” says the manager. “And is this bitch giving you a hard time, Sir?”
