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Wouldnât it be great to listen to what an ATM gets to hear on any given day? Thereâs an entire arch of a story line, starting with âDo you suppose this is safe?â to âDoes it give out dollars or pesos?â to âOh my God, that check didnât clear and I only have $25 availableâ to âWhen it says $300 does that mean in dollars or pesos?â to âI canât figure out how much I need; I guess 500 should get me through the dayâ to âDo you think they really take video of all of this?â to âImagine having that job. Just watching video of people withdrawing money all day longâ to âLetâs see if heâs awake and give him some ATM pornâ to âI think I tipped the bartender too much and I need more twentiesâ to âI have no idea where my money wentâ to âOh my God, how did we get to negative 2,457? This cannot be right!â
If I were the ATM, Iâd just spit out a snippy âTransaction Deniedâ to every fifth customer just to mess with their day. Iâd play with the âRequest Is Temporarily Unavailableâ button all day long. Iâd enjoy the range of usersâ emotions from anxiety to elation to computer-smacking rage. Iâd relish hearing a few prayers and would toy with the rough users. Iâd slip an extra few to someone who looked like they needed it. Iâd be a heaving, seething, manic money machine. I wouldnât want to be stuck behind the glass barriers of bank doors or in a convenience store near the tobacco products or in a grocery. Iâd choose a vacation destination, give myself a cool name, and start spitting out cash.
âLori Tripoli
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