Well, in many countries there isn’t even “a checking account”. Spain is one of them, you can get a checkbook for your c/c but if you ask for one the cashier will look at you funny, confirm that yes, you want a checkbook and then ask the branch manager to help him find the procedure to get one…
The account I have in the UK (having lived there and not closed it) isn’t called a checking account. In order to open it I needed to walk into a bank and give them my money and a local address, showing picture ID and proof that I did live in that address (they could have accepted an overseas address too, in fact, the address now linked to it is in Spain); much simpler than opening an account in the US. Years ago I opened an account in Germany: they were a bit bothersome but still, it took minutes, ID, my money and a local address. Switzerland: my money, ID and a local address.
In the US, my first account was a mass-opening, part of an event organized by the Uni I was attending, so it’s not the standard procedure. Opening other accounts later required credit checks, my SSN, a local address and my money. In one glorious event, I went through the following conversation:
me: yes, I’d like to open a checking account, please.
her: I need your Pennsylvania driver’s license.
me: Oh, I don’t have one, but here, have my passport and my SS Card.
her: You’re a foreigner, you can’t open an account since you need an SSN.
me: Yes I can, I do have an SSN, here point at SS Card.
her: Foreigners don’t have SSNs.
me: Yes we do, here you have it, why don’t you type it into the computer and see what it says?
her: Then you’re not a foreigner.
me: I am, see, passport from Spain.
her: Then you can’t open an account, you can’t have an SSN…
Five iterations later:
me: listen, why don’t you just try typing the SSN into the computer and seeing what does it say?
her: types
computer: spits up the information from the c/a and investment I closed five years before
me: hey, look, that address on the screen is the same one as in my Florida driver’s license! Isn’t it amazing?
That’s also one of the bank branches where nobody knew what an IBAN was… :smack: