Fuck my luck.

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random mentalist.

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For fuck's sake, can I NEVER catch a break? I just had the mother of all shitty mornings.

I was out dragging the riding arena with the farm's ATV when it ran out of gas. So I was like "Shit, better go get some gas." I threw two large gas cans in my trunk and headed toward the nearest gas station, which is only a couple miles away. No big deal, a minor inconvenience.

When I got there, they were doing construction or some shit and the pumps were shut down.

Fuck. Now I get to turn around and drive in the opposite direction to the NEXT closest gas station, a good 12-14 minutes away. Mildly irritating, but whatever.

I finally got to the gas station and pulled out the two gas cans, unscrewed the lids and sat them by the pumps. Then I reach for my wallet so I can swipe my card and start pumping.

Son of a bitch. No wallet.

At this point I'm pissed. I screwed the lids back on the gas cans, threw them in my trunk and sped out of the gas station.

About fifteen seconds after leaving the gas station, I look in my rearview mirror and what do I see?

Red and blue lights.

Ohhhhhhh SHIT......

The cop pulled me over after seeing me throw two gas cans in my trunk and speed away from the gas station, under the impression that I just STOLE two cans of gas.

"Driver's license, insurance, and registration."

Well fuck me sideways, those first two things happen to be in my wallet. So the cop made me get out and stand by the hood of his cruiser. Then he started patting me down.

Shit shit shit shit SHIT!!!! I'm about to get arrested. So much for getting into the highway patrol academy.

He has me open the trunk so he can check the gas cans. After seeing they're empty, he relaxes a little bit and asks me if I know my license number. I tell him my license number and he checks it. After leaning on my trunk in the fucking FREEZING cold without a jacket on for a while, he finally tells me I can go since my license checked out.

I get back home, and have to manually push the fucking ATV out of the riding arena so people can use it. Joy.

Then I get in my house and look for something to eat for breakfast, after all I'm fucking famished.

THAT'S FUCKING RIGHT, I WAS GOING TO GO GROCERY SHOPPING THIS MORNING. Imagine fucking that.

So here I sit, hungry, tired, pissed off, and unable to do a damn thing about it.

:suicide::hairout::cry::furious:

Hoo fucking rah.
 
I still haven't found my wallet. If I can't find it I'm out three hundred bucks, not to mention having to cancel my credit/debit cards and get my security guard license, driver's license, social security card, and everything else in it re-issued.
 
The driver's side window in my car doesn't roll down. Whenever I go through the drive through at restaurants, I have to open my door to pay and get my food. The last time I saw my wallet was when I went to McDonald's last night to get something to eat at work. I'm thinking I probably missed my pocket when I went to slide it back in and it fell out the door.

I'm hoping and praying I'm wrong. I've been tearing the damn house and car apart trying to find it, but so far nothing. :sad:
 
Just talked to them. They said nobody's turned in a wallet yet but they'll keep an eye out for it and give me a call if it turns up.

I bet some greedy jerk took it and my $300 and is having a grand old fucking time with my money. The credit and debit cards are both locked for now, there's an emergency number for that, so at least I won't get fucked over too badly if someone DID take it.
 
Damn. That really sucks. One reason I don't use a wallet, though. Fanny pouches (I think they're called) are so much handier, seeing as you have so much more room, and everything's right in front of you.













Fuck off. I don't use one. I have pockets. I use them.
 
I really hope you find it man. That sucks so fucking much. I hope it does the "when you think you can't find it, it suddenly shows up" trick. I really do. Good luck. What a fucking day.
 
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