Everytime I go to an automated teller machine(ATM) - the bloody thing whirrs and jiggles and crunches around like it's counting 8500 Euros...even when I just asked for 20 or 50.... but at the end it only pumps out what I asked for.
When the hell am I going to win the jackpot it is counting up?? and if I am never going to win it and if no one else has either, then somebody must tell those bloody things to become more efficient and stop wasting their time counting all those extra notes and just do their bloody job and quietly slip out 1 note.
Bastards...
6 comments:
It's the element of surprise. Now, where would we be without some hope and adventure in our lives, even if it is through the actions of an inanimate, sadistic integrated circuit. Or maybe you should take a bottle of synthetic fat spray with you next time,just to oil it up a bit:)
Being comfortably numb in the film world or in the corporate world - same difference. We all revel in our mutual insanity, right?...especially when you have "the duke" in common!
Its there for a purpose, the sound of notes being counted, is to inject some kind of guilt by saying: "well dumbass, this is how much cash you would have in your savings if you hadnt blown all of it on booze and chicks..!!" Works for me everytime..
found your blog...wonder why you didn't tell me about it before...
funny, i must say. since this is my first Kommant on the blog, i must praise u for consistency and yes i am floyd fan too!
It's to keep us hoping that one day we will finally win the jackpot, much like how life keeps us hoping one day it will finally cease to be crap. Wow, depressing!
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