On the road. Exiting the Lowe’s, having failed to find the security door I coveted. But while walking around in there, I do discover… I’ve lost my metal card holder containing every ID and credit card to my name…
- Not in any of my pockets.
- Back into Lowe’s: Not turned in to lost & found.
- Back to the HD departments I’d visited: noooo clue.
- Could I possibly have brought my purse and just forgotten I was hauling it around? Apparently not.
- Not in the car’s ashtrays (a favorite hide-hole)
- Not under the driver’s seat.
- Or under the passenger seat.
- Or in the glove compartment.
- Or stashed in the sunshade flap thing.
- Or in the back of the car.
- Found it: in the house. On the kitchen counter. Huh?
Ever notice that inanimate objects know when you’re panicking? Especially traffic lights! Traffic lights are highly attuned to human emotions.
That card-holder thing contains every card to my name: every ID card, every membership card, every gummint ID (driver’s license included) every credit card, every debit card…AUUUUUGHHHH!!!!!!!
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My neighbor to the west, who otherwise seems like a normal enough person, has stuck a freakin’ TRUMP sign in her front yard. So freaked was I that I very nearly jumped out of the car, charged over there, pulled the thing out of the grass, and dragged it to the garbage.
Oh well. Each to her own.
Disappointing, though. I thought Terry had a functioning brain. Each to her own, though. Yep yep yep!
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Found some stuff. Enough to hope Armageddon is not, after all, headed this way. Into the sack for a VERY frustrated snooze.
Future hassle: figure out WTF.
….if it’s figure-able at all….
I can believe you panicked! I would have too. Thank Goodness it was at home.
Most days, unless I’m in a hurry, I do check my purse to make sure all my essentials in there. Especially my wallet. You said you no longer carry a purse, but I can’t function without one.
LOL! Yes: women are very dependent on purses….presumably because women’s clothes in general don’t have adequate pocket space. Even when I’m wearing jeans, there’s not enough room for all the junk I’m supposed to haul.
But I have figured out strategies to get around that. It means, though, that I don’t lug around all the stuff most women carry, and that I HAVE to wear clothing with pockets.
One of the problems with the purse conundrum is that in this neighborhood, you can’t walk across the grocery-store parking lot without risking a rip-off and without being panhandled. A year or two ago, the Albertson’s on the corner posted an armed guard at the front door…creepy, yet nice in that it makes it possible for me to go to a store in the neighborhood rather than having to drive several miles down the road to pick up a few necessaries.
Albertson’s, however, has been sold, and so I’m sure that store will soon close. So that will mean driving way to He** and gone down to AJ’s or traveling across the city to a Costco.
I habitually stow the same stuff in the same pockets before leaving the house: keys and mace in right pocket, wallet in left back pocket, phone in right back pocket, and something in the waistband! This is what cops do too with their gear. They also put the gear in the same spot when they arrive home. This practiced routine helps.
I am glad that you support freedom of expression and tolerate others’ differing opinions!
Yes! This is a good strategy. I try to do this, but being female, find myself lugging a purse around. That requires you to…
a) Establish a place in the purse where X, Y, or Z goes;
b) Remember where that place is (and what it’s for!);
c) Remember to bring your purse with you. 😀
LOL! Terry is extremely kewl and smart. So if she supports Trump, there must be SOMETHING good about him. Let’s hope so, anyhow!