The Bank...

I hate the bank. I don't even really know why we still need banks and currency and all that jazz. Shouldn't everything be automated? Even my debit card has a "quick swipe" feature that allows me to just wave the card in front of compatible devices (Duane Reade has them!....um, that's like CVS or Walgreens in NYC) and my money is instantly debited.

Alas, we still need that old institution, the bank.

Yesterday, I was given my bonus check. Paltry, but doable. I headed to the bank to deposit said check (why they couldn't direct deposit the damn thing is beyond me). The line for the human tellers was waaaay too long, so I hit the ATM. This particular ATM is in a vestibule so it made it difficult for people to exit the bank due to the ATM line. Some lady came out of the bank and I stepped back for her to exit the building.

She didn't exit.

She stepped in line IN FRONT OF ME.

I know, you're thinking, "Oh, no!" Oh, yes!

Here's how it went:

Kat: The line ends back there.

Idiot: Yes.

Kat: Um, so if you need to use the ATM, you need to get on line. I was standing here.

Idiot: Yes?

Kat: Yes. (it occurs to me at this point that she MAY not speak English, but WTF???)

The line moves and she proceeds to move on up the line still in front of me! I was aghast.

Kat: Lady, you cut me in line. You need to go to the end of the line. (Admittedly, I was feeling a mite immature here...."no cut-sies!")

Idiot: Where?

Then, it happened. Some skeezy man in front of the lady (a man who I was originally behind) says...oh this kills me..."Hey, you can take my place" to the lady.

I said, "No way buddy. I was here first!"

He said, "Well, I'm letting her go first." with a little smirk on his face.

Thankfully, about 4 people behind me were like "Not happening!" "You can't do that!" and whatnot to the guy.

We almost threw fisticuffs!

Then, I left. I knew if I stayed I might lose my sh!t.

So here I am. Me and my bonus check.

Sigh.