*THE GUY ON THE ATM QUEUE*
The sun was intense, it could melt a congealed oil and thaw an ice instantly. The closest ATM was filled with lots of people and this caused the line to be long as it extends into the rays of the hot sun. Everyone was so desperate to get their turn that no one dare leave their line in search of shades because when you do, another person would promptly take your space. This guy has been on this queue for hours, sweating and cursing. He was very hungry too and the stress on the ATM queue had made him hungrier and angrier. Finally, it got to his turn, he checked his watch, it has taken him approximately two and the half hours to get to the dispenser, finally, he felt some sense of victory. When the last person before him was done withdrawing, he'll be the next, this prospect excited him until that moment, when he checked his pocket, then the other pocket and then his front pocket, the expression on his face changed and he was very disturbed. What's the matter the perso