Day After Regrets

About what I was saying yesterday about appreciating the little things... how many of you all said to yourselves today, "geez, I sure am thankful I have a wallet and money and identification"? Yeah, I don't say that on a daily basis either. But after today, maybe I will.

Sometime between last night at around 7pm and this morning at about 7am I lost my wallet. I don't know if it was lost or stolen, but the last time I saw it I was in a slightly shady pub. I went there with some friends after class (including an adorable Classics PhD student who I had just met, which might explain why I was not as attentive to my surroundings as I should have been) I don't see how the wallet could have accidently fallen out of my bag, but who knows at this point. Anyways, without my wallet I have no money, no credit cards, no identification, all of the essentials necessary for modern existence.

Thankfully, I had a small amount of money squirreled away in my room, thanks to the small bills my dad sometimes sticks in the cards he sends me. I was saving the money for a nice dinner when he comes to visit, but now it will have to be what I live on for the next week or so! I don't know what I would have done if I didn't have that extra money!

So today I called all of my credit card companies and cancelled my cards. In addition to learning how not-fun this all is, I learned that the people that work for credit card customer service lines are hilarious! One woman had a super thick inner-city accent and asked me how to spell "University". Another guy was the slowest talker I have ever heard before, who also had a surprisingly comprehensive plan for what he thought should be done with people who steal wallets. I was like, this call is costing me 15 cents a minute, can we hurry up here?

So here is a lesson for all you kids out there: when in Britain do not go into a dodgy pub with a cute guy you just met. And be nice to customer-service telephone operators, god only knows what it is like to be them!