I still can't believe today actually happened
Today had such potential to be so great, and it fell spectacuarly to shit.
I had a job interview this morning, for another small talent management group near Beverly Hills. I went on the interview and I felt it went very well. I'll be hearing from them this week, one way or the other. After that I went to Ralph's to go grocery shopping, but I called home before I went inside. I wanted to talk to my Mom about stuff I didn't want to go into detail about while at home. Unfortunately she's got the flu and wasn't available. But I chatted with Dad for a few and that was nice.
I go into Ralph's, do all my shopping, get in the checkout line, am about to pay and realize my wallet isn't in my messenger bag. I am very embarassed, because I figured it had fallen out in the passeneger seat. I apologize, run to my car, and do not see my wallet anywhere. Now, I proceed to begin freaking out. I go to the Customer Service desk and ask if anyone handed in a wallet. They say no. I go up and down each aisle. No wallet. I go back out to the parking lot and look around by my car and by the shopping carts. Nothing.
I go back inside and my groceries are sitting kind of in limbo, because they've been rung up but not paid for. I apologize some more, and they say they'll hold them for an hour if I can find a way to pay for them. I run home and grab a checkbook and bank statement. The cashier has to call the bank because I don't have an actual ID. 5-10 minutes later, they can't take a check because it's an out of state check, I have no picture ID, and I've never used a check there before. So I have no wallet, and no groceries.
I go home and sit on my bed, still in disbelief that my wallet is gone. I've never lost my wallet before. I'm so good about knowing where my wallet is, I'm still not entirely sure where I lost it. I know it was at Ralph's, because I counted how much money I had on me before going in, because I was planning on using the cash and not my debit card. It either fell out of my bag when I got out of the car, or somewhere in the store. I'm thinking it was in the parking lot, because I think if it had happened in the store, I would have noticed, or someone else would have noticed.
Anyway, I get up and go to my bank to get a new debit card on the way, and then go to the DMV to apply for a new liscense. The last time I was at the DMV, it went very quickly and wasn't bad at all. This time, I wanted to kill myself. Took fucking forever. And I was in such a pissy mood it didn't help the mindless waiting. At least I got those two major things taken care of it, and I have a temporary liscense, and my old debit card isn't valid because the new one is ordered.
I'm just so pissed off. There was stuff in my wallet I can't replace. Like the picture of a portrait of my dad when he was 4 with my uncles. And the lighter I got in Paris. And my NY drivers liscense. I mean, I can get another of those, but there's no point. And the freaking cash I had on me. Why couldn't I have lost my wallet when I had no cash in it? Of course it had to be when I had cash. I know that these things happen, and there's no use beating myself up over it. But I'm just so frustrated. I keep thinking maybe someone will return it, but the odds of that happening are slim to none. Just because I would, doesn't mean anyone else would.
I have no more words. Just angry grunts and strangled screams.
EDIT: The Post Office just called because apparently someone dumped my wallet in their collection box. I'm not sure if the money is still there, but I think everything else is. Holy shit that's unfucking real. I can pick it up tomorrow and then finally get my groceries. Christ!
I had a job interview this morning, for another small talent management group near Beverly Hills. I went on the interview and I felt it went very well. I'll be hearing from them this week, one way or the other. After that I went to Ralph's to go grocery shopping, but I called home before I went inside. I wanted to talk to my Mom about stuff I didn't want to go into detail about while at home. Unfortunately she's got the flu and wasn't available. But I chatted with Dad for a few and that was nice.
I go into Ralph's, do all my shopping, get in the checkout line, am about to pay and realize my wallet isn't in my messenger bag. I am very embarassed, because I figured it had fallen out in the passeneger seat. I apologize, run to my car, and do not see my wallet anywhere. Now, I proceed to begin freaking out. I go to the Customer Service desk and ask if anyone handed in a wallet. They say no. I go up and down each aisle. No wallet. I go back out to the parking lot and look around by my car and by the shopping carts. Nothing.
I go back inside and my groceries are sitting kind of in limbo, because they've been rung up but not paid for. I apologize some more, and they say they'll hold them for an hour if I can find a way to pay for them. I run home and grab a checkbook and bank statement. The cashier has to call the bank because I don't have an actual ID. 5-10 minutes later, they can't take a check because it's an out of state check, I have no picture ID, and I've never used a check there before. So I have no wallet, and no groceries.
I go home and sit on my bed, still in disbelief that my wallet is gone. I've never lost my wallet before. I'm so good about knowing where my wallet is, I'm still not entirely sure where I lost it. I know it was at Ralph's, because I counted how much money I had on me before going in, because I was planning on using the cash and not my debit card. It either fell out of my bag when I got out of the car, or somewhere in the store. I'm thinking it was in the parking lot, because I think if it had happened in the store, I would have noticed, or someone else would have noticed.
Anyway, I get up and go to my bank to get a new debit card on the way, and then go to the DMV to apply for a new liscense. The last time I was at the DMV, it went very quickly and wasn't bad at all. This time, I wanted to kill myself. Took fucking forever. And I was in such a pissy mood it didn't help the mindless waiting. At least I got those two major things taken care of it, and I have a temporary liscense, and my old debit card isn't valid because the new one is ordered.
I'm just so pissed off. There was stuff in my wallet I can't replace. Like the picture of a portrait of my dad when he was 4 with my uncles. And the lighter I got in Paris. And my NY drivers liscense. I mean, I can get another of those, but there's no point. And the freaking cash I had on me. Why couldn't I have lost my wallet when I had no cash in it? Of course it had to be when I had cash. I know that these things happen, and there's no use beating myself up over it. But I'm just so frustrated. I keep thinking maybe someone will return it, but the odds of that happening are slim to none. Just because I would, doesn't mean anyone else would.
I have no more words. Just angry grunts and strangled screams.
EDIT: The Post Office just called because apparently someone dumped my wallet in their collection box. I'm not sure if the money is still there, but I think everything else is. Holy shit that's unfucking real. I can pick it up tomorrow and then finally get my groceries. Christ!