Omdömen om SEB

Ping Wang

BBBBBBBBBB14 oktober 20262 omdömen

Good service, came late but stuff helped out!!

karol sobolewski

BBBBBBBBBB21 september 2026

Trots att tiden var bokad var tjänsten 20 minuter försenad

Jonathan C

BBBBBBBBBB24 juni 202610 omdömen

Väldigt låg kompetens hos personalen som gång på gång måste gå iväg 10 min och fråga en kollega. Personalen lovar sedan återkoppling men återkopplar inte som utlovat. SEB har verkligen gått ner sig.

Jao KopLokal guide

BBBBBBBBBB15 juni 2026182 omdömen

0,25% är inte så mycket mot inflation

ayna majdLokal guide

BBBBBBBBBB28 mars 202612 omdömen

All'ingresso trovi due receptionist molto gentili che aiutano volentieri ad orientarti. Se hai appuntamento sono veramente puntuali.

Filip Gretzer

BBBBBBBBBB6 mars 20265 omdömen

Trots inbokad tid hävdade de bestämt att man inte hade någon inbokad tid. Detta trots att man fått bekräftelse på bokat möte både på email och sms. De vägrade att ta emot och genomföra mötet. Det hade tydligen blivit något fel i deras system… Aldrig varit med om något liknande på någon SEB-kontor. Själva vitsen med ett bankkontor fallerar när inget fungerar som det ska.

karin seterdalLokal guide

BBBBBBBBBB27 februari 202615 omdömen

Jag var på visning av SEB's konst.Det var en fantastisk upplevelse. Guiden var suverän.

Tim PecoLokal guide

BBBBBBBBBB20 februari 202614 omdömen

So much for the nice building and Avatar-esque interior. The service is shambolic and it wouldn’t surprise me if it were so by design in order to exasperate clients so they stay online and don’t come back! Went to change the security pin on my fob and the first biped I encountered had no idea how to do it. He called young Miss Gormless whose pinstriped suit was too ill-fitting for words and the whole ensemble was completed - and worsened - by a pair of high heels she was plainly still negotiating terms with. They both flipped, turned and gawked at the device as if it was a trinket from the treasure chest of Cortez himself. They then nodded to each other as if to say in unison: “We have a code red here, call special agent Kowalski!”. A third spectacled buffoon then turned up to hold and stare at said device, while carrying a clipboard and sporting not one, but two lanyards- incontrovertible proof that he had obtained security clearance to the shredder room AND been granted lift access to the executive bog. Please note that for totally unclear reasons, all three carried open laptops in one hand while they fumbled around. They also beeped their yo-yo tags, keyed countless codes into pads and took scans of fingers and palms to go through doors in what looked like a ritual designed to kill efficiency. You don’t need to be an expert working for Acme Security Doors Ltd. to see that it’s all nonsensical and that the most that can go missing from that office is a stapler. Anyway, after much to-ing and fro-ing Agent Kowalski concluded that the label was worn out and that presented a problem. “It wouldn’t if you’d used better labels or better still, not relied on paper labels at all” - was my reply but that went down like a fart in a church. For Kowalski to be convinced, nothing short of a polygraph combined with waterboarding to prove my identity would do. “How about a biometric passport?”- was my second naive suggestion, which also went down like a shower of sick. I will spare you the rest of the encounter and the consecutive appointment but it is safe to say that a bank is a good as its service and there wasn’t any in sight at SEB. And that shouldn’t come as too much of a surprise with the sort of cobblers they employ there.