TD Canada Trust ATM

This place is literally a glass wall, with a glass door, opening to a 15' × 10' plain white room, with one ATM on the back wall. I can't say I was comfortable, or uncomfortable. I was there for 4 minutes. My stay was enjoyable. Probably because I had money that day and didn't have to cry in public over my soul-crushing poverty. The white walls were nice, reminded me of the mental hospital. If it was a star trek:TNG character, it would be Data. Emotionless and efficient. Update: I was in the proximity of this highly functional, yet extremely boring and off-putting room a few days ago. It was -30 degrees with the wind-chill, and my testicle hair was at the point of shattering, so I decided to go in, and seek protection from the wind. It was a great thing that I did. It was a mind blowing -26 in there. I almost couldn't bear the heat, and the extreme temperature change almost made me pass out. Thank god for TD Canada Trust. There was a child in there with his mother. I am assuming it was his mother because she was a lot older than him, and called him honey. If it was his girlfriend, then that little kid's got game. A lot more game than me. He wiped his snot on the glass. It froze. He laughed. I laughed, nervously. His mother/girlfriend started at me like I was the devil. They left the room and headed outside. I watched them as they headed into the blizzard, becoming numb as the flurry and the violence of the falling snow consumed them past my visibility. I've never seen them again. I hoped they survived.