levels of idiocy

february 28

i'm having a bad day from lining up at the bank, minus the fact that i'm 300 bucks poorer for paying the affidavit of lost and the ATM replacement fee. and yeah, for the wasted time too. 

so to speak, i'm applying for ATM card replacement for the one i had lost (see previous post). i think i'm very good at this already, i could memorize the application form.

i got so much time to kill. so, rather than to mentally mock all the people inside the bank (which i always do) of the tiny flaws that they have (either a fashion victim, smudgy make-ups, irritable manners, etc), i decided to be a good girl and just sit like a grade shool student. i occupied my mind of my lost wallet, and try to comprehend why this thing always happen to me.

leaving things somewhere on earth becomes a hobby already. pakset(word!).

i manage to demonstrate stupidity on so many levels. i should be getting a guinness record for this.

so for recaps:

• i brought hankies with me and none of them returned home. that's why i stay away from that rectangular sheets of cloth anymore. tissue paper is a lot better.
• i lost books during grade/high school that sets my mother's enrage.
• i lost IDs. so, whoever invented slings for IDs, i praise your name. though, that wont help sometimes :(
• i left umbrellas the moment it disentangled from my hands.
• i left homeworks and assignments at home and redo the whole thing in school :(
• i left bag on school canteens. seriously, who does that? normal people don't do that! how on earth could someone left her bag? i better seek psychological help :(
• i always forgot where i put my phone.
• i left purse on restos and fastfoods. one time, i had a late lunch date with my friend and colleague, danica ann tago, in jollibee, IT park (near our working place). i have with me this knitted red and golden purse that hasn't hit by soap from the day it was purchased.  it's loaded with 400 worth of bills and coins. it's been with me for two years surprisingly and haven't washed since on (mama told me that money is dirty, so i wonder, how much germs are camping from that purse already). anyways, that was around 1:00pm. so, eat. blah-blah-blah. eat. done. then we went back to the office leaving the poor coin purse ladened with germs behind. i haven't remember the poor thing 'til it's 7:00pm and home time. i don't have even a peso with me for fare. to make the story short, i recovered my germy purse back. from then on, i love the jollibee crew even more :D
• i already lost 3 ATM cards and 2 credit cards and countless of wallets/purses and money.

and i could go on with the list....

so, mother, did you forget to tell me that i had a twin when i was born, and that is stupidity? forgive me for the choice of word, but when you're stuck in a line and bored, you could be harsh and abrasive even to your favorite person, and that for me is myself.

i wonder, if i had detachable body parts then i don't have anything left for me, they are all gone.

so back to the bank. the moment i am in front of the teller, i could not help but to notice her chafed face that says "you again?!". so, i give her my best response - a shrugged shoulder.