“Before we head to the movies, I wanna get some cash,” Ted said to Becky. He inserted his back card and tapped away at the ATM.
The machine whirred away and eventually spat out several twenty dollar bills. Becky watched quietly as Ted counted his cash.
“Why bother counting it?” she asked.
“I need to make sure it’s right,” replied Ted.
“What would you do if it’s not? It’s not as though you can do anything about it,” said Becky.
Her words made Ted stop in this tracks. “I don’t know.”
“You’re kinda at the mercy of machines that break down all the time. Makes you feel helpless, doesn’t it?” asked Becky.
“When you put it that way, yeah,” said Ted.
The two walked in silence the rest of the way to the movie theatre.