I love technology. Heck, I love anything that makes life easier. That's why I love this cashless economy ish that just got introduced. It totally works for me o jare. What it means for yours truly is that no unnecessary cash goes home with me, so, automatically, no unnecessary spending. Or so I thought.
It also happens that what one loves, kills one. That is where my dislike for technology starts. You know, those very embarrasing moments that make you wish you were still analogue not digital. Well, I digress.
Well, this last friday, Kaira had her vaccination appointment and I had a few things I needed to do in town so I decided to kill two birds with a stone. The appointment took longer than I anticipated but I still had a window of 3 hours before she becomes cranky so I hit the mall close to the hospital for some grocery shopping.
For some reason I couldn't immediately name, I stopped at the nearest ATM and made a quick withdrawal and went in to do my shopping. I had asked the cab guy to wait for a few minutes since I knew I wasn't going to waste time and the human traffic was manageable. I figured 5 minutes tops I'd be done so I left my purse in the car and grabbed my daughter and my ATM card and dashed into the shop.
A quick dash through the aisles later and I found myself at the checkout queue, feeling cool with myself. When it got to my turn, I gave the attendant my card and she swiped it. Transaction error. What?!, I thought. She assured me it was probably the network and fetched another POS machine. The lady behind me on the queue gave and impatient hiss and Kaira, who hitherto had been sleeping, woke fretfully. Her body was getting hot to the touch so my system kicked into urgent mode. The attendant swiped my card again. Issuer not operative. Hian! Which kain nonsense be this na? I was getting cranky myself because Kaira had started crying. Not good at all. The attendant said, "Don't worry, madam. Let me check this third machine" but I was barely listening. I was beyond livid and I cursed at the machine. (Like say na the machine cause am). When the third machine gave the same error message, I swore at my bank's network service and excused myself and dashed to the cab to retrieve my purse. Luckily, the cash in my purse was enough to pay for what I had bought.
God senior devil sha. Technology no go kill person.
