triple yuck

I may have just had one of the most disgusting experiences in my life. It involved me, a very hot summer's day, an atm (those ones in a little room of their own, near the train station etc) and having to transfer money for a payment into a random account somewhere.

O
M
G


I take enough time checking and re-checking when it is an account I always transfer payments into (did I mention I am a worry-wart), but put a totally new, one-off payment transfer in my hands, and I could be in the trenches for a while.

By the time I transferred my lifesavings into an offshore account today (or payed the bill) I was literally dripping from every part of my body. Why do those stupid atm rooms not have any air-con or even just an air ventilation system? And the 2inch by 2inch hand towel I was carrying in my bag did nothing rectify the situation.

Wow. It really gave me a new insight into "sweaty brows".

I am so not into summer.