HSBC

Oh happy day! A HSBC that gets the balance just right.
The HSBC on Queen Street is so wrapped up in technology that it has foregone human interaction altogether, instead using human-​looking cyborgs designed to take your money and offer no help whatsoever. On the flipside, the HSBC is on Churchill Way is so behind the times the only people capable of depositing money are those who know morse code off by heart and don’t mind having a wrestle a minotaur in order to get to a cashier.
Here though, is the golden land. A happy medium where there are actual, real, helpful people who can handle any impromptu obstacles and questions you may have as well as having machines that can get the quick banker in and out in a matter of minutes. They even take appointments to speak to people who are capable of performing wizardry with your bank account if necessary. I weep whenever I enter the place. Why can’t they all be like this?