fiascos

1) Friday night I took the MARC train to Baltimore. Upon arriving to Camden Station I walked right off the train without my overnight bag. About 10 minutes later I realized I forgot my bag and walked back to the station. The train was gone. My phone was dead. No one was in sight to help me.

2) Bremen came down to DC with me on Saturday. Late Saturday night he realized he forgot his dress pants for church. His Sunday morning fiascos are his own story to tell.

3) I was pulled out of Sunday School to be informed that several people had witnessed a woman walk out of the building with my violin. Oh and the G string snapped.

3) I barely missed my Monday morning bus.

4) My library book (textbook for a class that starts next week was recalled so I guess I have to be a big girl and actually buy a used copy of the textbook)

4) I called Lost and Found at Union Station and no one had seen my green bag.

5) My car went to the shop because the check engine light is on. In my opinion there is nothing wrong with my car, because it runs well and has never failed an inspection, but the light won't go off and I need it to go off so I can get inspected for DC.  The guy told me the computer diagnostics is going to cost me several hundred dollars in just time intensive labor. I guess because there are a lot of things to check.

6) I barely missed my evening bus.

7) I called Lost and Found again and was put of hold a million times and told they would call me back a million times then was told that the person who was supposed to take my bag to Lost and Found didn't do it and no one has heard from him.

8) I haven't worn deodorant in 3 days.


If you don't listen to this you'll be sorry.