The guy in front of me put a card in the ATM, but the machine didn’t spit out any money. He pulled out another card.
This card also didn’t allow him to withdraw money. He reached into his pocket and pulled out yet another card.
By this time, there were five people behind me. The guy playing with all his plastic cards didn’t seem to notice.
Finally, the guy found a card that worked. With that sound of cash coming out of the machine, there was a sense of joy from all of us in line.
As the guy walked away, I said “You know, I didn’t need a haircut when I first got in this line, but now I do.”
No, I’m lying. I didn’t say it. I can always pretend to be patient even when I’m not.
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