I had a really shitty day yesterday. It actually started the night before as I was taking a shower before leaving to pick up my cousin at the train station. 

I really wasn’t in the mood for company to begin with. I caved because I had promised to hang out. So here I am in the shower trying to get ready in a hurry and I turned the water temperature up too high. Trust me there’s nothing quite like a high-pressure blast of scalding hot water on your genitals when you’re not expecting it. In my haste to recoil from this self-inflicted torture, I slipped and I could feel myself falling out of control. I managed to fall out of the tub onto the floor, grateful that I did not hit my head. The shower nozzle was spraying water everywhere. It was quite a mess but I consider myself lucky for not having broken anything.

Fast forward to yesterday afternoon. We decided we were going to the Bose outlet to check out some wireless speakers. On the way there I stopped at the car wash. A carwash used to be manned by about 10 guys. Now it is completely automatic where there’s only one guy that stands there helping you guide your car onto the conveyor. I took some slow-motion video from inside and at the end of the wash I got out and inspected the car. The passenger-side mirror was pushed in so I straighten that out, got back into the car and proceeded to the mall. Once I got to the mall we went to the men’s room. I drove to the other side of the mall by the Bose outlet, parked, and as I walked away from the car I patted myself to find my wallet. It wasn’t in my pocket, so I returned to the car thinking it was in the seat. When I saw the seat was empty, that rash of panic over to me as I realize that I hadn’t seen my wallet since I paid for the car wash. Immediately I backtracked all of my steps at the mall realizing that time was  of the essence. I kept hoping that I had dropped it in the parking lot and no one had noticed it. That search came up empty. I drove all the way back to the car wash, and of course it was not there. 

Resigned to defeat I stood there thinking how to recover from this disaster. As I was standing there pondering, I noticed that my rear passenger side indicator was hanging off of the car. I’m like holy shit can this day get any worse? I kept telling myself to be calm. Panic is pointless. I needed to think. I started taking an inventory of everything that was in my wallet. My bank card, drivers license, both car registrations, health insurance id, store cards and a little less than $100 cash. The only thing I had between me and insanity was a mantra that I kept repeating, everything is replaceable…everything is replaceable. 

My primary concern was making sure that no one could use my card for purchases or cash. After I calm down I was actually able to figure out how to freeze it using the app on my phone. I also then realized that I could still use my phone with Apple Pay should the need arise. So my secondary concern was my ID. Can’t drive around being black without ID. So I came home and started the quest to find the six points I will need to get another copy of my license. I can also get another copy of my registration while I am there, so it is inconvenient but not a total loss. I’m just hoping that some good Samaritan will find my wallet and turn it in, mail it or bring it back to me. I can’t do anything about my ID and stuff because it’s the holiday weekend. I also realized that it has been two years to the day that my iPhone was stolen from me. So I guess that Labor Day weekend is jinxed for me. I consider myself lucky really. These are just papers that can be replaced. I still have my life. I didn’t break my neck falling out of the shower. I guess I can consider myself ahead of the game. Now I guess I am going to find out if there is any hope for mankind if someone does the right thing and turns it in. 

*Update

I was literally searching my car again to be sure I hadn’t looked anywhere and suddenly someone comes up my driveway. A little Mexican guy with an envelope in his hand. He said he was returning my wallet he found it by Pep Boys which is near the car wash where I suspected I had dropped it. I thanked him I open the envelope to give him the cash inside but it was only a dollar left. So I thanked him again. I hate to be suspicious but I think maybe he took the cash because he couldn’t look me in the eye, but that’s all cool. I was going to give it to whoever returned it anyway. So verdict on humanity?

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