Water is not drinkable in Aurora. It has been that way since Saturday. It is because of “fecal coliform”. Which is animal droppings, basically. Scuttlebutt has it goose poop. It is Tuesday, more or less. They may be able to give to okay to drink it today. They may not. It is driving me insane. … Continue reading “money flies”
Water is not drinkable in Aurora. It has been that way since Saturday. It is because of “fecal coliform”. Which is animal droppings, basically. Scuttlebutt has it goose poop. It is Tuesday, more or less. They may be able to give to okay to drink it today. They may not.
It is driving me insane.
The great part of this site is that I can talk about absolutely nothing of importance and have no expectation that someone read this.
So, today, I had to get up at nintey minutes early. Knowning that my day would also probably last long as a result, I was in no hurry to start doing things – I had taken a shower (avoiding the water coming in my mouth!) the night before, so my plan was to stumble out of bed, find whatever remaining clothes I had left, and wander in the general direction of my car in 15 minutes to maxamize sleep time.
This more or less as planned. I was tranfixed by the pointless sports news update on my clock radio and left five minutes late, but I was aware few would notice/care. There was the slight problem of my wallet not being in my coat, but I didn’t really care to look. As I practice typical single American Male coat/clothes handling (drop it on the floor when you’re done with it, pick it back it up when you want it again), I didn’t care much of it because it happens from time to time and I get that pleasant surprise of finding my wallet eventually as a result. Plus, I have an extra drivers license in my car, which is another story involving me missing things. And I didn’t need money, because besides starting late and ending late, I knew my lunch chances were slim to none, and mostly in a vending machine variety. (I did not know that the vending machine would proceed to eat my change, but I do not know it all.) The change in the car will sufice, and it’s not worth looking for right then.
I’m doing whatever it is that I do in the daylight hours, and as I’m listening to one person teach an app to a user certian to forget everything that is being said by the time they use it, I get handed a phone message note.
Dave
Dentist
Has Your Wallet
708-xxx-xxxx
There are a few problems here.
My wallet is somewhere on the floor in my room, I’m sure.
The 708 area code is a county away
I haven’t been to my dentist in at least a month
And his name isn’t Dave.
Come to think of it, I don’t know anyone named Dave
This was a bit puzzling. The last time I know I had my wallet was lunch on Monday. Went to the Subway on the corner, forgot that the Hindu ladies who run the shop don’t offer the “3 cookies = chips” for the combo deal policy that the people in the city and my old haunt did, and was disappionted that the woman waiting in line behind me wasn’t as cute looking as the one I saw last week. I even remember that the bill was $8.95 (small breakfast -> big lunch) becuase I paid with a 20 dollar bill plus the 95 cents in change I got at 7-11 Sunday night, somewhat confusing the cahsier and getting me a 10 and two 1s back. Which was still in my coat this morning, while the wallet was not…
Because I never put that money back till later? Because I dropped it in the parking lot on the way back out? Naaaah, it’s gotta be in my house or in my car even, yet, I’ve got a weird note here. This wouldn’t have been the first wallet I lost (I have more of these stories) but it was strictly a wallet out of pocket, remove $20, wallet in pocket deal. How would I lose it?
I did call the number, and after the world’s most uncomfortable request for a wallet return (he’s mailing it – how do you mail a wallet?), I found out I’d get whatever it was (and whatever’s left of it – good move visiting the ATM Sunday! Maybe I should be checking my credit card for transactions) in 2-3 days.
Dr. Dave confused me even more though, by saying he was in Arlington Heights. Roughly, that means my wallet would have had to slip out of my pocket in the parking lot of Subway, wandered down an Illinois route for a few miles, jumped on the North/South tollway, kept going past the airport, and ended up 25 miles away from me. How exactly does that work?
And then how did he get a hold of me where I was? I didn’t have a phone number or anything in that wallet, I thought…maybe Dr. Dave saw my insurance card and did some research?
So now I’m home. And I can’t figure out HOW, but my wallet is actually not here, as far as I’ve been able to tell. I probably would’ve looked more, but I’m far too confused at this point.