I went to go wire some money to El Salvador.

So, I got a job. I've been working there a good two weeks now. I go in at 8 a.m. and get out at 3 p.m. It's pretty easy going and I like it. I try my best to be on time because I don't want to get fired, that would suck. But today, well, I just couldn't help it. Some things are just out of your reach. I kind of felt like I was super-glued to my bed this morning. The only reason I got out of bed was because.. well nature was calling. So, I'm running late. Very late. And I still have to run an errand for my folks before work. I rush to drop off Kayla and Michelle at school. Then come home to get ready for work. I leave the house by 8:10 and get to La Tortuga at 8:20. (La Tortuga is a store that sells mexican products and has a small bank inside that can transfer money to cities out of the country). My business going there was concerning the bank. You see my mom is in El Salvador visiting her family because her father is sick. She called last night that she needed me to send some of her money for his medicine. (It's not wise to take all your money to El Salvador). 


The last time I went to La Tortuga was in May and the bank opened at 8:30 a.m. Well what do you know? Of course! They changed the hours of operation and don't open until 9 a.m. By this time, I had already called my boss and told her I was running late and I would most likely be there by 8:30. Pssh, more like 9:30. I had two options; wait until 9 a.m. so I could put the money in early, that way my mom can buy the medicine fast or come back during lunch time and make my mom and grandpa wait. Well, of course I went to work! haha totally kidding. Family comes first in my book. So I wait. And wait. And wait. You know why there's an extra wait?! Because the bank lady came late! Grr! Anywho, I wire the money and go to work. When I get there everyone's really cool about it... a little too cool. But whatevs I go on with my work.


Towards the end of the day when the office is quiet and all the patients are gone, my coworkers start bringing up the matter. They playfully tease me that I don't get paid when I'm late, at least I hope they were just teasing. They tease that I was probably drunk out of my mind last night and still hungover this morning. I tell them "No, I'm really sorry I was late. I had to transfer some money to El Salvador." I have no idea why, but they laughed like crazy and it was obvious they didn't believe me. I mean I guess it does sound a little farfetched if you didn't know what really happened. So now I'm teased about that and well, it is pretty funny. But whatevs.