Western Union

So I'm on my way to Western Union. A friend is wiring me money from Argentina, so I gotta go to Western Union to get it, like a cowboy. Lucky for me there's a Western Union not too far from my place. So I get there, a few minutes' walk, and the blinds are shut and the signs in the window say "CLOSED." Now, I pass this place most days, and I noticed the drawn blinds only I thought it was to keep the hot hot summer sun out. So it tells me where the closest Western Union is, and thankfully it's not too far away, ten fifteen minute walk at the most. And it's a nice day so who am I to complain. So I get to the address of where this Western Union's supposed to me, and idiot that I am I'm looking around at all the establishments expecting to see some big black and yellow Western Union sign, or at least something in a window, something anything to tell me I'm on the right track. And then I realize, hello, this address is this pharmacy, and maybe it's inside. So I go inside, and I look around, and there's no signs and there's no nothing. So I leave and I'm pacing around the parking lot, looking at the address, thinking well goddammit something must be here! So I go back inside and do what I should've done all along which is to ask the girl behind the counter, "Excuse me, miss, but do you do Western Union here?" And she points to three computers to my left. So I go over, sit down, start tapping the screen like an idiot. "Have you used one of these before?" she has the audacity to ask me. She gets me started, tap tap tap, then says, "I used one once you'll have no problem" and walks away. So I type in my name, and it's missing letters, and it's putting in too many. I type in the code, but it doesn't like that code, and then I realize it just doesn't like the dashes. And I type in my phone number, only it doesn't like the dashes, and of course the girl is gone and there's no one around to help me, there's only seven billion people in the world, but everyone's too busy making robots to take over their own jobs! And finally, finally, I type in the amount that's being sent, and the sender, and Argentina... and I can't even get the goddamn money for twenty hours! Technology makes everything so easy these days I could spit.