What’s in My Wallet Wednesday

Wednesday is the day I clean out my wallet. And tell you about some of the strange things I find in there. 

$1.31 and four bobby pins. Four pins being the number I need to put my hair up in a french twist. I like twists better than pony tails because they get all the hair off of my neck, and after close to two decades of chin-length or shorter hair, having anything on my neck drives me MAD.

Now, I’d like to talk to you for a moment about YOUR wallet. As a cashier, I see a LOT of them. And I also see a lot of people who spend a lot of time digging through loose papers, cards, and other ephemera to get to what they’re looking for.

And I see a lot of people drop all those loose papers/cards/ephemera all over the floor. And a very nice complete stranger from the line will usually stoop down and help pick everything up.

Now, I like to think the best of people, but my identity was stolen last July. So whenever I see this very nice complete stranger help pick up things like credit card receipts, credit cards , government-issued Photo identification, I FREAK RIGHT THE HECK OUT. How easy is it for this complete stranger to slip some of the wee pieces of paper and plastic into their sleeve? Really, really, ridiculously goodlooking easy.

Please, please, PLEASE clean and organize your wallet regularly. Please? For me?


The Experiment

What happens when I put as much time and energy into keeping track of my finances as I do in keeping track of my fandoms? Let's find out!

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