After the holiday, the taxes came by mail. At work, I remove the residues from the card, throw them on my phone and distribute them by expenditure articles. Okay, I think I will go on lunch break to pay taxes, and at the same time I will save lunch money. Everything was thrown with accuracy to a multimeter - 2 payments in the FSN and 140 r. to the child on the phone. No matter, we will survive.
I go to Sberbank, it’s closest to us all. I enter 1 payment, I pay and I want to pay the 2nd with the balance, but it wasn't here.I go to the re-turn, and the terminal is always evading somewhere wrong, and it already has my money. Please wait and go to the consultant. The puffy boy, unwillingly, explained to me that a considerable balance can only be transferred to the phone, and it is impossible to pay a second tax with this money, you need to make other notes. clearly. Apparently, this program is so well written.
I would have noticed that you could hang an ad about this at the terminal, but why bother yourself.

To the wrong-handed man who loaded such a shame into the terminals, I really want to wish that when he goes to the store with the last note 3 days before his salary to buy food, he suddenly wanted to go to the toilet. He will stretch his last pencil to his grandmother at the entrance, and she will fall into some gap with her trembling pencil and say, "Sorry, granddaughter, it's not the season - there is no surrender. Don't be upset, think that you bought a subscription from us, you can go to us for a whole month unlimited."
And he who forgets the announcement, always meet him like him when performing.