He filled out the quiz, all the questions had to do with their financial statements, he certainly did not understand why the Bank wanted to know details of his past life, only now he demanded that they lend some money.
He felt a miserable being, everything had lost him after the tornado and he should begin again, the government told those affected by granting them a loan so that they could start over again, but now sitting in that modern office in front of that stretched official, a feeling of bitterness his heart ran to him.
You know what to do, in a serious voice, that man said, since he saw that he took longer than necessary to fill the questionnaire.
Despite knowing that this was just a mere bureaucratic process, the pride of being an independent person was clouded his sight and his face betrayed him.
Determined to finish completing the form, he decided to answer the questions with lightness, he finally signed the questionnaire without taking into account the fine print of the obligations he was going to have after they approve the loan.
The scream of a hawk, returned to reality so becoming the ridiculous thing about him, despite the pride of his injured him, he decided to break the questionnaire's sheet into pieces. The official without being able to explain what happened, asked him to be removed immediately from there.
Pablo, getting out of the chair breathing deep and out with haughtiness of that office with the determination to start again, thinking that life would always give him the right answers and never be subjected to the slavery of having to pay an absurd loan.
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Llenó el cuestionario, todas las preguntas tenían que ver con sus estados financieros, ciertamente no comprendía porque el banco deseaba saber detalles de su vida pasada, tan solo ahora requería que le prestaran algo de dinero.
Se sentía un ser desgraciado, todo lo había perdido después del tornado y debía comenzar de nuevo, el gobierno a los afectados decidio concederles un préstamo para que pudieran comenzar de nuevo, pero ahora sentado en aquella moderna oficina frente a ese estirado funcionario, un sentimiento de amargura le atenazaba su corazón.
Usted sabe qué hacer, con voz grave le decía aquel hombre, ya que vio que se demoraba más tiempo de lo necesario para llenar el cuestionario.
A pesar de saber que aquello tan solo era un mero trámite burocrático, el orgullo de haber sido una persona independiente le nublaba la vista y su rostro lo delataba.
Decidido a terminar de completar la forma, decidió contestar con ligereza a las preguntas, finalmente firmo el cuestionario sin tomar en cuenta la letra pequeña de las obligaciones que iba a tener luego de que ellos le aprobaran el préstamo.
El grito de un halcón, le devolvió a la realidad por lo que dándose cuenta de lo ridículo de su posición, a pesar de su orgullo herido decidió romper en pedazos la hoja del cuestionario. El funcionario sin poder explicarse lo que había sucedido le pidió que se retirara inmediatamente de allí.
Pablo, levantándose de la silla respiro hondo y salió con altivez de aquella oficina con la determinación de comenzar de nuevo, pensando en que la vida siempre le daría las respuestas correctas y nunca se sometería a la esclavitud de tener que pagar un absurdo préstamo.
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