A crusty old man walks into a bank and says to the teller at the window, "I want to open a fucking checking account."
The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damn it. I said I want to open a fucking checking account now!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this bank."
"What the hell do you plan to do about it?"
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 fucking problem," the man says. "I just won 50 million in the damn lottery and I want to open a fucking checking account in your fucking bank, okay?"
"I see," says the manager, "and this bitch is giving you a hard time?