I still haven’t recovered from the cold I had a month ago. I’m on a CEO-ordered mandate to not come into work the rest of the week and that should explain my lack erratic communications of late. Having my boss tell me, “Stop coming into work, get better” is the Terry equivalent of exercising the the nuclear option.
Well before I fall back asleep (because my body really is shutting down), here is what happenned yesterday:
I had a bet with my web developer about a piece of filtering code I wrote that was breaking a certain type of link. It turned out that the bet was a draw: yes, it was in my code; no, my code wasn’t broken. I decided to call it a loss and treat him to coffee at Starbucks—we have a nice Starbucks coffee machine at work, but “Cafe Verona” and “Cafe Verona Decaf” does not constitute an adequate set of options.
He ordered his reward, then I ordered the grande mocha cappuccino (yes, that was what the chalkboard told me to order). I then pulled out my wallet to get the Starbucks card. I just have the card as an excuse to treat people to coffee. I’m the only person in my family who isn’t a coffee drinker, I just drink socially, or when I’m desperate.
“Whoops! I have to use my credit card instead.” I then explain to my co-worker what happened to my card, “Normally, I have a Starbucks card but I cleaned out my wallet last month. Now I kept the Starbucks card, it’s just that I had a George Costanza wallet before, which stretched the wallet, and now when I pull this out, all the cards on the right side have been flying out. I guess it flew out recently and I lost the Starbucks card.”
The girl behind the cash register overheard this and laughed when I said “George Costanza wallet.” Apparently the same thing happens to her.
The moral of this story is, don’t clean out your wallet when you’re sick in bed and have nothing better to do with the idle time.
See you Friday. (When I’m better.)
BTW, I deactivated my Starbucks card over the phone. They’re sending me a new one. Nice.
[tags]wallet, slimming, clutter, coffee, Starbucks Card, bet, being sick, idle[/tags]
2 thoughts on “Stories about my wallet”
I still think I WON the bet! 🙂