When A Petty Bank Teller Kills Hope
In order to prioritize saving a girl who needs to undergo a kidney transplant, I've gone to the bank to deal with the transaction.
Judith Smith, the lady working at the counter keeps making my life difficult, though.
"How can you prove that your funds are legal? Also, how can you prove that you are an employee of this charity organization?"
"These are the documents that I've prepared according to the regulations that can prove the funds' sources. Here's my work ID and my driver's license. My photos are shown here."
Judith merely glances at the identification documents before raising an eyebrow.
"You don't look anything like the photos at all!"
Since I'm in a hurry, I rush back to the organization and quickly get all the paperwork regarding my identity settled.
I initially thought that I could finally transfer the check to the hospital. But that's when Judith speaks up lightly.
"I refuse to go through this procedure."
Furious, I decide to lodge a complaint about Judith. But she has the audacity to post about me on the Internet. There, she paints me as a rude customer who not only deliberately makes things difficult for her, but I apparently also refuse to comply with the standard procedures.
Later on, the sick girl's prioritization gets canceled due to how crazy the public backlash has become. Just when I'm no longer in a hurry to transfer the payment to the hospital, Judith is the one panicking about the situation instead.