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Despicable me

I’d make a lousy supervillain. Supervillains have plans and they follow through and rage and shit. Me, I’d forget the key component to the doomsday plan. Hell, my fart gun would backfire.

Today I forgot not only my work pass, but my wallet as well.

Let that sink in a second.

I got all the way to the office, right up to the door where I need a key card to get in, before I realized it wasn’t hanging around my neck.

And it wasn’t until I decided to go get a coffee that I’d discovered my wallet wasn’t in my back pocket. It was on the ottoman back home. The one thing I’d remembered was to bring in lunch. Or dinner. Whatever you call it when you’re working from 1-9:30pm and haven’t eaten since 9am and your stomach growls at you.

A stupid end to a stupid week.

If it walks like a mental downward slide, and it quacks like a mental downward slide.

And you know I can’t afford one of those right now.

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2 responses to “Despicable me”

  1. barblewarne Avatar
    barblewarne

    Hey – don’t be so hard on yourself. That kind of thing happens to all of us! I can’t remember how many times I forgot my pass, or something else vital – like a wallet. – and sometimes at the same time. You’re human like the rest of us! Have a good weekend. Hugs, Barb

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  2. HTH Avatar
    HTH

    Well my old chum!

    As BL noted, we all fuck up royally some times now don’t we. … And it’s in times like these that we can appreciate songs, that when performed live, commence with the sound of a repeated SOS distress signal morse code message. Hang in there and be glad you realized where you had left your wallet. It would have sucked had you lost it en route and had to get new id and cancel bank cards etc.

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