Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Where is my debit card?

So…I thought you all might enjoy a nice little laugh at my expense this morning. I am not sure if is as funny in email as it is in words, but here we go.

Last night after work I went out for drinks in north gate with friends from work. The evening started off by the Partner driving me and dropping me off at this drop off circle thing at the bar. It truly felt like she was dropping me off as her kid or something. She jokingly said to be safe and don’t stay out too late (I failed on both counts).

When I got there, someone made a comment about my outfit and I was asked to twirl. I said I would for a beer…and did a nice little dance. The waitress comes over wondering if she should not serve me because I was dancing in the bar (to no music)…probably should have. LOL. So we had a couple beers (might be an understatement…although all I had to eat that day was pho and some 100 calorie pack of cookies (both vegan). So, at the end of the night I got out my card, but then we kept drinking…and I lost track of it. So when it was really time to go I could not locate my debit card. We thought the waitress might have taken it on accident…she checked all over and we searched for a good ten minutes. So I pay with a different card and figure I will just cancel it. As we are walking out, I realize that I had put my card in my bra.


So…one of my friends was supposed to take me to the bus, but I had forgotten to print the schedule to find out when it was coming…so we drove around and I decided that I would just crash at another friend’s place that was close my bus route. When we got there I realized that a bus was coming in a couple minutes and I rather spend the night at home. So I run to the bus (with laptop bag and shopping bags in my suit) and catch the 10:30 PM bus. When I get situated on the bus I realize that I don’t have my car keys to get into my car parked at the bus station. I tear apart my bag and realize that someone has put salt and pepper shakers in my bag and there is salt and pepper everywhere. I am dropping stuff and people are looking at me like I am crazy, which is saying a lot considering I was on the bus in the middle of the night. So, I ended up having to walk home from the bus (the not safe part), although I did call Dan from the Irishmen (who was getting ready to go out in new york at 1 AM as the bars stay open until 4 am there). I figure if I am on the phone with someone that at least they will know where to find my body.

So…I make it home and luckily still have my house keys. I make stir fry and go to bed. LOL

This morning I wake up at 5 and realize I need to get to my car to move it. So gabby and I get all geared up to run down there (for those who don’t know it is on the other side of downtown Everett) and again this is the NOT safe part and probably not healthy as it is pouring down rain. I get downstairs and realize I am an idiot, I can just take the bus to the station and not have to be in the rain. So I run gabby back up and head out. I run to the bus stop. When the bus comes it is not going to the station and I end up running to the station anyway. I get greeted by bums that are arguing about something or talking to me…couldn’t tell. I get home and start packing (sorry Kate…we might need to do some shopping because I do not pack well hung-over). As I packed I realized that again I do not have my debit card. I searched my bag and my bra (Even though I am wearing a different one). No luck. I then decide that I must have lost my keys and debit card as I ran to the bus in Seattle. FABULOUS.

I go to my landscaping job and it takes me an hour to get 15 mins of work done and now I am on my way down to the client on the bus…I wonder if it will be odd for me to get there after 10 am and leave at 12:45. I guess I will go with the “I had a meeting this morning.”

So in closing…

Sanna – Be proud I made it home on my own on the bus…and to think we thought it couldn’t be done (although the rest of my stuff didn’t).

Kate – I am checked in and have a bag of what I believe is clothes…luckily I am sure that my credit card works down there…just gotta get the ”DO NOT USE” sticker off of it.

Michele – Hope you were able to find something fun to do last night and sorry that I couldn’t make it. Also, no giving me crap for the errors in this email…my vision is messed up, I am hung over and I am on a bus.

Scott – Sorry for not being as safe as I should have been…definitely going to look into getting some mace or something.

Sarah – totally off topic, but I think I am going to get my tattoo redone…looked at it last night and I want to keep it, just spice it up.

Eryn – You always like the stories…fyi my older husband texted me a couple time last night. I am hoping to come out and see you when you get back from Europe…I don’t have soccer anymore so technically I can drive over every weekend to watch football. :P Also, I was thinking that the combined age of my husbands is about 23, so that isn’t that bad.

Jennifer – you were there, you know it all. Although I did forget to mention the part about when the waitress asked if you were okay since when you drink you look like you are crying.

PEACE OUT PEOPLE…I am getting away from this rain/cold…tough call if I will come back. ;)



~Rachel