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My boss kept praising me for my calm until she asked me if I had enough money to go get a new driver's license and I realized that even my checkbook was gone. I started to tear up when I took $25 from her just out of sheer frustration, when she confessed to me that two weeks ago, her wallet had been stolen out of her purse, which she had put away in a locker, while she was taking an MRI. Now that's ghetto, and made me feel slightly better. I called Joph to bring me the spare key, and it took him two hours due an accident, but I used the time to fight Cingular to replace my phone on the grounds that I had a shi[/Brown]tty day and I was a longtime customer. I got it, but will need to wait for a new credit card to arrive in the mail to pay my $50 deductible b/c all my cards were in the purse.
The security guard, Freddy (Puerto-Rican who hangs with several 'Roos) told me that my boss had told him about what happened, and that he was upset and angry for me, and would look to see if my purse got dumped in the usual spot. This would be nice, because I fu[Brown]cking miss my Cargo lip gloss. Bastards.
All in all, I need to get out of that place. Next week, I'll post all about my stabbing.
Edited, Jun 8th 2006 at 6:59am EST by Atomicflea