I went to Barnes and Noble today to pick up a magazine I wanted. I planned on going in and getting what I needed, then coming right back out. Like a fool, I didn't have my wallet with me, so I walked into the store with my car keys and a $20 bill in my right hand. Anyway, I got my magazine, which required some finagling, seeing as that the magazine was way back in one of the slots and partially obscured by a few other magazines. So, I get to the register and set the magazine down, then I go to look at my hand and noticed that I have my car keys, but the $20 is gone. So under my breath I say "oh shit" and I told the lady at the cash register that I lost my money and that I'll be right back. So I go back and retrace my steps to no avail. I then thought that maybe I dropped the money down one of the magazine slots as I was reaching for the magazine. So here I am reaching my hand into the various slots, probably looking like some freak with other people standing around reading their magazines. And it's like fucking 90 degrees outside and the store didn't even have the A/C running, so of course I am sweating my ass off trying to locate the money with my hands. Well, running my hands through the slots I didn't find anything. I kept feeling around with my hands until I came across something which felt like something that came out of a person's nose, and decided to give up and admit that I fucked up and that my $20 was gone. Shit happens, I guess. But WHY ME?? WHY??
Ratt, that's exacty the type of scatter brained occurance that I experience nearly every day. I am constantly losing my car keys and placing objects like my wallet in strange places. Just now I left it at work, went home for a second, realized it wasn't on me, panicked, looked around my apartment, looked around my car, went back to work and found it. The needless anxiety I put myself through. Hope the booger washed off cleanly! that's pretty nasty. Someday you will find 40 bucks as everything will come back to you twofold.
hehe, yeah, gary- things like that happen ALLL the time to me too. it sucks. my mom used to say "you'd lose your head if it wasnt attached to you"
I think we could each put $1 in the Hip Donation Jar so that you could go back and get your little magazine. I'll put $2 in to start.
Uncut. It's kind of like Mojo. There were a couple good articles in it, so I wanted to pick it up even though I rarely waste my money on magazies that cost $8.50.
Don't get smart little girl. I have the money, it just pisses me off that I lost $20. Anyway, I hope some really fucked up, down and out person found it.
Your 20 dollars is probably being smoked out of a soda can by now...the journey of money is so fascinating.
It was probably someone that was standing right there watching you look for it that found it, they probably saw you drop it. picked it up , did a little happy dance, then watched you look for it, the BASTARDS!!! People Suck.
It's dark comedy, the only time I remember finding money was at the depths of a drug binge, the worst of my life....I was walking down the street and found 50 bucks...needless to say the money was in the hands of a disreputable charactor within 20 minutes.
i once found a 20 doller bill in the ocean, unruined. then again, ive once been robbed of $900 in one day.
Maybe you’ll get some good karma points by losing the money. Somebody found your twenty bucks, so you did a good deed by making somebody very happy today - unless the person who found your money is a wife-beater and he uses the money to buy a new wife-beating board – you can buy a nice fat varnished mahogany plank for $20 – if this were the case it would surely shave off some karma points. ______________