After waiting an extra 10 weeks for my student loan to come in, it finally arrived in my account on wednesday of this week. Wonderful, I thought. So I rang around some friends to see if they fancied a night out last night. Yes, they said. All is going well, we're on the way to the club at about 11pm and we all have to get cash since we'd just been drinking at my house. I feel like getting out £30 just because I can, the machine sounds like it's going to sick or something after I request my money. It retains my card. What a shitter.