captspaulding

Well, I suppose I am getting what I deserve. At least, that's one way of thinking about it.

You see, last night I was bowling in my Monday night league and didn't have enough cash to cover my tab. So, I took out my debit card and paid my tab. Well, in the confusion of the end of the night...I left my wallet on either the table I was at or the table occupied by my opponents. In a strange thirty-eight degrees of seperation, I watched (on the bowling alley security cameras) a chick who works at a gas station near my house take something, which may or may not have been my wallet, look at it and walk away.

I can't really get too mad about it...I mean, shit happens and it could have been worse. I am more frustrated with myself for misplacing it and a little upset with the person who did pick it up.

What goes around comes around. This time, it hit me in the wallet...literally.