
Think I'm made of money?
ATM-er(The ATM)
Think I'm made of money?
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Congratulations — you've discovered one of the rarest personalities in the world. You are an unsolved mystery of the financial world. The ATM-er doesn't necessarily hand out cash — but they're always paying. Paying time, paying energy, paying patience, paying the peaceful evenings they should have kept for themselves. Like an old but sturdy ATM machine: others insert their anxiety and problems, and out pops your signature reassurance: "It's fine, I've got this." Your life is a spectacular, unappreciated, one-person bill-paying performance. You bear others' demands with the steadiness of bedrock, and it's only in the dead of night that you let out a quiet sigh at the statement — the emotional one: "Damn this incurable, misplaced sense of responsibility."