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Tuesday, December 20, 2005 |
33, not 73 |
i'm such a scatter brain. this a.m., on the way out the door with Thing Two (Thing One went ahead with Beloved b/c she is in a Math Club), i went to double check that my T pass was in my coat pocket, where I always keep it for easy access -- and it was not. i freaked out. they cost $44/month, and you can only get them on certain days. i love having one - not only is it prepaid fare, and you don't have to have money on you every day, but you can get on the train at any door during commute (rather than wait at the front to put money in), and in the stations at night, you don't have to wait in line with all the tourists buying tokens. so while Thing Two stood there in her coat, and gloves, and ear muffs, i searched the house, searched my bag, made her late for school, and finally said - ugh! i'll have to use cash!! i stayed upset all morning.
this is what i figured happened: yesterday eve while walking around town a bit (i left work early to pick up a card and gift for my babysitter, and ended up way early -- so i stopped at Trader Joe's and got a bottle of wine, and then went to the Paper Source and bought more decorations for the girls' boxes -- and i had put my gloves in and out of my coat pockets while going in and out of stores. i figured one of the times i took my gloves out, my T pass came out, and fluttered helplessly to the ground, just waiting to be found by some happy person who missed T-pass sale days, and has been cursing about using dollars and quarters for the past 20 days. (you can only buy them the last 5 days of the previous month, and the first 5 days of the current month).
So i get to work. i'm mad. i'm pouting. i want my t pass. but i can't have my t pass. i drink coffee. i check email (b/c that is my day today), i look up movies to watch. i think "hm, my coffee has gone through me, i must pee." i go to the bathroom. i pee. i wash my hands. i put my hands in my pocket. there is something in there. i take it out. it is my t pass.
WHEN did i put it there? WHY did i put it there? WHY did i not remember putting it there? WHY did i not check there? at all? all day? (we will ignore the fact that it is 11 a.m.)
i think i have a gremlin who keeps picking my pockets. and then returning what it took. |
posted by Zuska @ 10:47 AM |
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