nyn | Grrr...(I'm going to rage here,so skip if you don't feel like reading about mundane affairs)

ETA I'm fairly sure I switched tenses a few times here,but I don't have the energy to correct them.

ETA2 *l*Wow,I just realized how unnecessarily long winded that was.Sorry,I'm wordy at best times and when I'm angry,I kinda calm down when I write about it.

I am broke enough,without life(and more precisely-banks :P ) fucking with me,thank you very much.The other day I go to the ATM in the university and I open my purse to take out my debit card and I find out it's not there.After a brief moment of incomprehention,because I never take it out,unless I'm drawing money,I realize(actually,a friend thought of that) that the last time I remember seeing the card is when I paid with it in Billa two days before that.(I start wanting to hit the wall with my head at that point.)So when school was over,I went to check if they,by any chance had a forgotten card there,but I had mostly given up on it.But,oh wonder-it was there.Happy with my unusual luck,I go across the street to the DSK ATM(instead of just using the one next to Billa,which was also closer,damn it) and I put the card in.And right after I enter my PIN code the fucking thing says "the card is being held"or whatever the term is in English and then the welcome sign appears again,inviting clients to put their cards in,as if nothing's happened.And,yes my card,with all my money,little as it is,is still IN THERE!!And you know how next to most ATMs there's usually some sign on which there's a phone number FOR SUCH CASES?Well, not for that one.The Mobika payphone that was right there was just for phonecards,not for coins,too.I drained my Mobika card,trying to get through to Information,so they can finally give me two phones that don't work.Then I went back to Billa where there was one for coins.It took 2 coins and it still said there wasn't any.SO I drained my Bulphone card,too.For another phone that no one picked up.(Oh,this whole thing happened,um began to happen at about quarter to 18,when the fucking bank closes of course).I went back to the ATM and there a man took out a receipt from the garbage can and on it was a number "in case one needed help".The same girl that remembered about Billa then remembered she'd had a clean receipt in her all the time :P.I call from my cell phone then,because I didn't have any more impulses for payphones of any kind.And they tell me that I should call my card's bank and tell them to deblock it.But the card wasn't blocked,I didn't enter 3 wrong PINs or anything like that THE ATM was broken!THEIR ATM!Which I have nothing to do with and can't be blamed for it.But that doesn't matter,because they refuse to send someone to open the stupid thing and refuse to tell me when they'll be opening it,for security's sake!It was even more complicated that that,becaue more calls were involved,but I'm geting tired,so-in short-fuck me and the fact that I'm in a strange city without money and having to travel home the next day.That's not their problem,you see.But the moment they do actually open that trap,they have to send my card to Sofia,and then it will be sent to my permanent address in Varna.And of course,no guarantee that my card won't be spit out at some time by the crazy machine for whoever feels like taking it,even before all that crap takes place.So,I called to block it,borrowed money for my ticket and went to the bank today,where I gave 5lv for another card,which will be ready in a week and I have to go take it personally.Guess what?I WON'T BE HERE IN A WEEK!The soonest I can come back in two weeks.Meanwhile I have no access to my money.Oh,I can draw without a card,but I need to pay 10lv extra.The same goes for having it sent to the Stara Zagora branch of the bank.Which I can't afford.So,I'll have to get by with what money my mother has to give me now,which I'll manage,but I hate that I'm taking money that were meant for here.My family already gives me a big enough part of the budget and I already feel guilty about not being able to make any money myself,instead of just ...leeching.Now,thanks to the combined efforts of two banks it's even worse and I think I'm most angry not because of the exact financial difficulties at hand,but because of the fact that I -the client-should pay for their fucking up.
I just wonder how I got an A on the exam earlier the same day.Judging by what followed,I should have started explaining about milking bulls or something like that.