Twenty five minutes too late

Oh yeah, I just heard myself singing MLTR’s hit song in the 90s on my way out of the bank. I braved the summer heat and went out of our house to go the bank for demand drafts and to pick up my check book replenishment only to find out that their cut off is 3:00 pm. I did not argue the way I did the last time I was there when they did not want to grant my request for a new check book because I did not have the first page of my old check. I snapped at them before but today, I kept my cool although I was whispering words of disappointment.
Tomorrow’s gonna be another day.