We all waited about 20 minutes while a group of 3 Koreans tried figuring out how to use an ATM in D’Mall on Boracay. No shit, it took 3 of them. And 20 minutes. They had a stack of ‘reject’ slips when finally leaving so I’m assuming they either were too fucking stupid to understand “you need to step the fuck back” or they had 15 dead credit cards – which makes them just as fucking stupid. Did I mention the 20 minutes part?
It was 2 dudes and a chick. All crowded shoulder-shoulder like scared 5-yr olds on a dark night in a strange neighborhood. Something out of a shitty budget movie, I tell ya.
After measuring the customer line at too-godamn-many, I made a comment about “how many Koreans does it take to use an ATM?” which got laughs from everyone but the freaks and a guy behind me (kimshee 1-ea); so I asked a guy to help me on the apparent difficulty in inserting a godamn plastic card—everyone roared ‘cept for the one guy. Freak Group stepped aside trying to figure out why this strange magical machine wouldnt give them cash.
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