Wallets

I would just like to take the time to stress the importance of wallets. Let me just share my experience about how hard life can be without one.

I woke up and it was a beautiful day. I realized I slept in so I had to hurry to get in the shower and get off to school, because in my first class (math) I had a test. I quickly got ready and ran off to school, a few minutes late, I rushed and made it to the point of the mountain in RECORD time. Too bad I didn't have enough gas to get to school. So I got off as soon as I saw the blue signs that sad, "Hey Ash, theres a gas station right near!" and I said "O, THANK YOU!!" So, I got off the free and started for the gas station, and to my surprise, the gas station was rather far out of the way! But then I found it, quickly pulled up to the gas pump and realized "MY WALLET!!" and then the picture of my wallet being in my purse on my bedroom floor crossed my mind. My wallet was in Orem and I was too far away to drive back without running out of gas, and still make it in time for my math test. I had no idea what to do, so the only thing I knew how to do in this situation was *drum roll* bawl my bloody eyes out. And boy did I ever! To tell you the truth now I'm exhausted.

So now let me tell you how I got myself out of this mess. I calmly remembered, "hey Chris works right near here." I calmed myself down enough to call him and when he answered I calmed down and said "Um, hey where are you? What are you doing?" and when he told me he was at work and asked what was up with me I lost everything and started to bawl. Then Chris put me on hold and put on his Knight's Armor and got the address where I was and went to find me. So I sat at the gas station and waited, and cried, and waited, and tried to not let other people see me cry. I sat there and watched people come and go and then I realized, I only had 10 minutes until my math test. And I started to panic and cry harder, I called my dad and he gave me his credit card number to see if the gas station would let me try that but they didn't have a way to enter credit cards manually. So I went back to my car and waited and Chris came and got me some gas, and I just sobbed in front of him for like what felt like an hour. Then I got in my car and had -10 minutes to get to class. So I got on the free way and decided that I was going to miss my math test so I wouldn't get a speeding ticket and make it worse. Fortunately my professor drops the lowest test score and it was the last test so I'm not too worried about it. I calmed down and got to my exit and went to stop at the stoplight, and my box of frootloops fell off the chair next to me upside down and all my frootloops fell out! and the tears started to roll again... wonderful