Gut Rumbles
 

October 04, 2005

lost wallet

I went into panic mode today. I was almost out of cigarettes and I needed to go to the store. But I couldn't find my wallet.

My Crackerbox has a poltergeist that tends to eat things from time to time, and after I looked EVERYWHERE and couldn't find my wallet, I was almost ready to blame that evil spirit.

I wasn't worried about losing any money. I think I had about nine dollars, all in ones in there. But the gigantic pain in the butt of getting a new driver's license and cancelling my credit card for a new one made my skin crawl. I have a lot of automatic payments on that credit card because I get frequent flyer miles for paying my bills that way.

I KNEW I had my wallet when I left Helen, so I called Recondo 32 and asked him to check the back seat of the Snake to see if it fell out back there. I did some twisting and turning trying to be comfortable on the ride back home. He couldn't find it.

When Georgia came home from work, she looked, too, and called me to say that it wasn't in the car. I told her that it was small and black, just like the back seat of that fucking car, so she went to check again.

Lo and behold, she found it.

So, I don't have a lost wallet anymore. It's in Pritchardville, South Carolina, in good hands.

Comments

But did you get the cigarettes?

Posted by: GUYK on October 4, 2005 07:20 PM

That 9 bux ought to cover the FedEx fee...

Posted by: El Capitan on October 4, 2005 10:23 PM

Why do you, or anyone else, carry your wallet in your back pocket?
I remember in fifth grade how easy it was to bump someone from behind and pick the pocket.
You should carry your wallet in the front pocket and you'll never have to worry about losing it.

Posted by: Terry on October 5, 2005 06:17 PM
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