Blonde at the ATM

A blonde walked up to an ATM late at night, pulled out her card, and carefully inserted it.

The screen lit up and asked for her PIN.

She leaned in, read it slowly, and typed it in.

Then the machine beeped and displayed a message:

Please enter your PIN again.

She frowned.

Again?

She sighed, retyped it… and waited.

The machine beeped again.

Incorrect PIN.

Now she was getting frustrated.

She stepped back, looked around, then leaned closer to the screen like she was negotiating.

I just did, she whispered.

A man standing behind her finally spoke up.

Maam, are you sure you are entering the right PIN?

She turned, slightly annoyed.

Of course I am.

Then she looked back at the machine, carefully read the screen one more time… and slowly started typing:

A G A I N