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Of Course You Can Have My Wallet!
by Tom Kane
So I went swimming yesterday and during the measly 15 minutes I had in the pool, someone stole my wallet out of my VERY LOCKED locker. I had the top locker and they went in through the bottom one, pried the divider out and pulled my pants
through. Thieves are such bitches.
I was stranded in Manhattan, having just lost the $76 monthly Metrocard I bought to get to the gym, so I had to call Michael to come into the city and bring me some cash. It sucks not having an ATM card, let me tell you. I have only a passport and a checkbook and I feel like it's 1983 and I'm in Europe.
I cancelled everything, then filed a police report. New York's Finest offered this helpful
advice: "You should do a better job of securing your possessions." Thanks for understanding, guys.
Today I applied for a replacement driver's license and shopped for a handsome new wallet. I didn't find any, so I bought a velcro one for $1.08. It's purple and has a windsurfer on it. It says "Hawaii," but behind my back it whispers, "Tom's 12 and has bad taste."
I just realized I forgot to cancel my library card. Hope my thief's not a big reader.

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