Why is it that every once in a while, humans (read: ME) sometimes do the stupidest of things? If the guys in the band Spinal Tap were here right now, I'd be bending over and saying, "Kick my ass, OK? Kick this ass for a man, that's all. Kick my ass, enjoy! Come on, I'm not asking, I'm telling with this!"
What's with all of this self loathing, you ask? Well... last night I decided to wash my clothes, like I do every Saturday, so I did. Except this time I washed my wallet, too.
Wallets are strange things. You don't realize how much stuff you actually have in it, until you see it all in a heaping pile of mushy, washed out, runny waste. What kind of stuff you ask? Well, I had lots of papers in it... you know, odds and ends phone numbers, email addresses (both with no reference to who or what they were), a few sentimental things, photos, ID's, etc...
Everything that was normal paper is basically gone. The photos I had that were done on a little home photo printer last year are ruined. That ink gets really soft and runny from water, and almost looks melted.
The good new is:
- I needed a new wallet anyway.
- I needed to clean a lot of that old paper crap out of the wallet long ago.
- The real important things like my drivers license are basically made of plastic now.
- The other important cards (insurance ID cards, etc...) while ruined, are easily replaced. In fact, I've already called the various companies and ordered replacements through their automated systems.
- Money is designed to be laundered (literally!). I rarely carry much anyway.
- I had either negatives, or CD's of all of the photos in my wallet, and I've already made copies.
I think the lesson to be learned here is:
DON'T WASH YOUR FREAKIN WALLET. IT'S A MAJOR PAIN IN THE REAR.
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