Cheerfully exposing my own incompetence

[mayhap]

Ooooh, I am so talented.

Today roundabout lunchtime I was starving (which is not always the case), so on my way between work and class I headed for the nearest bank, which is not especially near where I live anymore but I still have about $100 in the account. I look through my bag -- no wallet. Whoops.

However, if you know me well, you certainly wouldn't put it past me to have left my wallet on my desk. God knows I've done similar things before, although not usually my entire wallet, but there's always a first time for everything. All my most important, immediately necessary accouterments are in my coat pocket, however, so this was really just a minor inconvenience.

I go to class, starving; withdraw money from my other checking account, buy milk, come home, eat cereal, etc. Just as I'm getting ready to leave for class again, I realize that my wallet is nowhere to be found.

And then I have a nice mental replay of accidently kicking my bag over while I was on the train this morning. My brain supplies an image of my wallet skittering around the nearly-empty train like a hockey puck on crack. Also, an image of a homeless man using my credit cards to buy a yacht.

Yes, my credit is that good.

So yeah, stayed home and cancelled credit cards instead. Will be waiting for new ones. I actually canceled the one I had in my pocket, too, because I was panicky. I can no longer prove that I'm twenty (people are far more liable to believe that I am sixteen). And I need a new wallet. Gnah.

Comments

[lysimache.livejournal.com]

Oh, hon, I'm sorry. That sucks so much having to do all that (as I did once when I had my bag stolen with wallet. While in a foreign country [Ireland]. Which meant having to replace my passport there and the rest when I got back). Many hugs to you.

[mayhap]

Aww, thanks for the hugs and the lovely icon!

[coercedbynutmeg.livejournal.com]

My credit is as good, methinks, but I actually haven't checked my credit report, and when I do I may find that some dumpster diver (or my roommate) is ruining my credit somehow. Identity theft, man. Feel it.

[mayhap]

Oh yeah. NYU made us use our SSNs as our student ID numbers, and then, somehow, in an act of blinding idiocy, made them available online. Bleh. The incompetence and lack of concern for student welfare here is stunning.

[coercedbynutmeg.livejournal.com]

Heh, WU is finally phasing them out for these 6-digit numbers they gave us from the beginning but no one ever used except the career center. Mine is 355829. You won't be runing my credit with THAT, no siree.