Anecdote #1

Yesterday I went to the bank to withdraw money from the ATM. Unfortunately, it forgot to give me the cash.

I went to the front doors to remedy this situation, but I noticed they had closed about 10 minutes earlier. I could still see tellers standing at the counter, though, so I started waving to indicate that I needed help. They just sat and smiled at me.

Irritated by their lack of assistance, I started kind-of-angry-waving. They just kept smiling smugly at me, which made me curse them under my breath. Obviously they were mocking me.

I continued to attempt to communicate that I was in distress by pointing angrily at my receipt and simultaneously giving them the "Are you seriously not going to help me?!" look. Even if I left without my forty dollars, I was determined to walk away triumphantly, knowing that they knew: I. was. pissed.

Then, a minute or two later, another customer walked out of the doors I was helplessly (and furiously) standing in front of.... at which point I realized the bank had, in fact, been open that whole time.

#humiliation