Whenever I go to an ATM, I am behind a person who has never used an ATM before. They can't figure out where to insert their deposit, where the cash comes out, or what button to push for more transactions. They always stand there confused then looking around for help like there's an ATM customer service rep just waiting to help confused people. It always makes me laugh and I secretly delight in watching this happen. It also makes me wonder how a person in this day and age could not know how to use an ATM, but ok, sheltered lives do exist.
This morning my husband texted me and asked me to get him a $5 quick pick for tonight's lottery. Alright, that doesn't seem too hard. I can just ask the cashier at CVS for a five dollar quick pick. Or I could go to Starbucks and get a drink and a cake pop. Whatever. I went to CVS and when I asked for a five dollar quick pick, the girl directed me to a machine in the corner where a line of people was forming. Uh oh. A woman about my age followed me over to the machine.
A senior citizen couple got to the machine before me and as they were whipping through their transaction, I realized I was about to be the person at the ATM who didn't know how to use it. I have a sheltered life! Just in case the lady behind me was in a hurry, I felt I better let her know I had no clue how to use the machine and it was going to be a while, maybe she'd like to go first. No, she said, her husband asked her to get a quick pick and she doesn't know how! Oh. We went up to the machine together, a line forming behind us. I put money in but nothing happened. There were no buttons to push. The menu on the lottery machine looked nothing like my iPhone or iPad and I was stumped. My new BFF looked for instructions but there were none. The people behind us were growing frustrated, yet none offered any help. We both started nervously laughing. Despite pushing anything that looked like it might be pushable, nothing was coming up on the screen or printing out. My BFF decided she was going for help and grabbed a cashier. The cashier pushed some secret button and a menu appeared. My ticket printed and my new BFF instructed me to stand there until her ticket printed, she was too scared to face the line of restless people behind us alone. Her ticket printed and the line of people let out a collective sigh of relief.
Won't it be funny when the ladies who could not figure out how the ticket machine worked end up with the winning numbers?
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