Failure

I ran to the bank.  It was closed.  There were a couple of police officers outside.  I waited until all of them exited, and then tried to open the door.  I didn't realize that the bank was closed.  No one explained why it was closed.  One of the cops got into his car and then said something like, bank's gonna be closed for a while.  I looked around at other people.  We were all confused together.  Was there a bank robbery?  We all hoped so.  This girl who was a bike messenger looked at me.  She had a purple bike.  I said, awesome, in a really sarcastic way, as if I was complaining that the bank was closed and that it was actually a big deal, but the way I said it made it seem like I was just annoyed that it happened to close just as I got there, but that it wouldn't really ruin my day or anything.  I spoke well.  She looked at me through sunglasses and then walked towards her purple bike.  I ran away to buy a bike tire, so that I could maybe one day ride with her.