The money ran out before the month once again. Nothing matches the feeling you get standing at the liqour store register after both credit/debit cards come back as declined, declined, declined, declined.
"There must be something wrong with this machine. The telephone line could be down again," the sympathetic clerk comforts.
"Could you try it again?"
Meanhwhile the customers behind are getting restless. They have probably witnessed this scene hundreds of times. Other customers standing in front of them in desperation waiting for the credit card god to answer unfunded prayers. Hours go by waiting for each receipt to come back. Declined.
I mustered a "sorry" before leaving, my eyes studying the tops of my shoes. Guess it must be that time of the month again.