I just had to make a scene when paying the rent at the bank. My heart was going off the chain, couldn't breathe and I had to wait in the line for 15 minutes. I'm generally super weak. Because of things like this is why I don't work or go outside. When it was my turn I realized they gave me the wrong bank acct number to deposit into last time. After searched my purse for the right one the teller wouldn't serve me, so I had to wait in line again. I sat on the damn floor because I just couldn't stand any longer. I started crying and hyperventilating. They suggested to call the ambulance. I hate to cry. I rarely do it. This was the day after I got my money ready to pay the rent, but forgot something else. So trying to pay my darn rent 3 times in 24 hrs really pissed me off. Thankfully some nice older lady saw me and stepped away from the teller so I can get my shit done. I was done in a minute.
Then this neighbourhood creep stood next to me at the lights, smiled and wanted to say something, but the green light came on. Eew!
Now I'll always be that girl that made a scene. Why don't I just fall under a car?