I had plenty of time to go to the grocery store. Grace and I had time to meander, in fact, lingering over birthday candles and sprinkles while she chose what she wanted for her cupcakes. Even though I’d gone for just a “couple” of things, I ended up with a full cart–hey, pop was on sale! (That’s “soda” for you Midwesterners, and “coke” for you Southerners.)
I arrived at the check-stand at noon, an hour before my work-shift began. I opened up my small purse and discovered I was missing my debit card. I took every item from that small compartment and it still did not appear. The purse is small and there was no doubt. I had no debit card.
“Uh, we have a problem,” I said to no one and everyone. “I have no debit card.”
The guy rang up my groceries ($120, though it turned out to be $96 after the coupons) and said he’d put them in the cooler for me.
I raced home, hoping I’d accidentally removed my debit card when I took out some expired coupons. Nope. I never found it.
I remembered that I had some checks to cash, so I grabbed the checks and sped to the bank to cash them. When I had almost reached the store again with cash tucked into an envelope, it occurred to me that I might have just taken the checkbook to the store and paid with a check rather than taking checks to the bank to cash. Duh! The checkbook solution would have taken twenty minutes at the most. The bank solution took forty and made me late for work.
I think I used to be a lot smarter.
I had to cancel the debit card and order a new one. It will arrive in five to seven business days. I can’t begin to imagine what happened to it. Perhaps it’s cavorting with the red GameBoy we lost so many years ago or the cell phone that disappeared one day and never returned.
Have you lost anything lately?