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Last night I lost my wallet with my bank card, my Mastercard, my Visa, my Amex, my work I.D., tons of other cards and, thankfully, only 30 Euro in cash. I haven’t lost a wallet in 30 years, because I’m practically OCD about knowing where it is. But I bought a new wallet recently that turned out to be just a little too large to stick in my jeans pockets and felt slippery – I didn’t feel good about it. It probably fell from my jacket pocket on the train or on the metro. Note to self: trust your instincts.
Did I mention I got caught without a ticket on the Metro the night before? 37 euro fine.
I’m stuck at home with no food and no money and a hell of a temper.
It’s a wonderful world.
"I didn’t know I was this geeky until I discovered the online world through my office’s 2400 baud modem back in ’93."