Card tricks
I very very sad hor. Cos after 2 months of holidays, I went to NTUC to buy groceries, and as I got to the checkout counter I gave the cashier my ATM card. It was only when I was faced with the number pad that I realised something terrible.
I had forgotten my ATM PIN. How is that possible? Well, I haven’t used it in 2 months, and I changed it a few months back, so it wasn’t my regular PIN. And the brain cell in charge of remembering it probably went on permanent holiday. Sniff. Sad. I had to pay cash (Thank God my dad gave me enough cash to last a while) then find an ATM to try all my possible PINs.
None of them worked, so I had to go to the bank, pay a $5 surcharge and get a new ATM card. I am very upset at the way I squandered another $5. This is my 3rd ATM card in as many years. I got a new one some months back, after I forgot to take my original one out of the ATM, and now I have another new one. It’s ridiculous.
I think I shall have to get the PIN tattooed somewhere secret. This forgetting thing is a bit worrying. In fact, I better post my PIN here on my blog, so if I forget again, I can call up one of you readers and ask if you remember it. Ready? Here goes.
My PIN is
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3456.
Hah! What, you thought I’d really put it here? I’m stupid but not THAT stupid. Heh.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have an appointment with the tattoo shop.




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