100 per cent failiure Record

A simple thing such as topping-up my oyster card, last night became a nightmare journey into a world of frustration and acute mental fatigue.
I'd visited about four different shops on brixton hill , Costcutter was followed by nisa which sent me to a 24 hr food and wine.
All three of these stores had faulty card machines, so as my walls vianetta lay melting on the kitchen table , I decided to give this top-up journey from hell one more chance. I desended on another costcutter ,which didn't do oyster top-ups (not their fault) , but by the time I had got to the news at nine store I was beaten . All I needed was a fiver's credit and bottle of milk, but this was too much to ask for and the woman told me that her machine was on the blink . I could feel the walls of my brain closing in as I said through gritted teeth " that's a 100% failure rate", the woman looked confused . So I launched into a rant about how I'd been to four different shops wall with broken machines I walked out of the shop defeated by a chip and pin , having worried the shopkeeper with my percentage rant and had also scared myself with how quickly my fuse has burnt out. I retired home to a melted vianetta , only to find (as I got to my door ) a crisp 10 pound note hiding in the corner of my wallet.