What Do You Do When You Lose Your Wallet?
When life gives you lemons, you have no choice but to cry because you got lemon juice in your fresh papercut. I have lost my wallet and y'all, I am totally screwed.
First things first: I am a moderately responsible adult. I am a mother. I am the Director of Content for Townsquare Media Tuscaloosa, which means I manage the operations of EIGHT radio stations and their respective digital presences. It's a lot, but I get it done without letting anything fall through the cracks. I tell you this because I want you to know I am not some flighty moron who wouldn't be able to hold on to her head if it weren't attached to her neck.
I don't know when or how, but my wallet is G-O-N-E. I suspect it might have fallen out of my purse at a recent trip to Walgreen's... or the parking lot of my apartment complex. I know it's not ANYWHERE in my house or car as I have searched harder than Warden Norton at the end of The Shawshank Redemption. I spent a solid 30 minutes digging through the laundry that's accumulated on my bedroom floor, desperately hoping one of my old T-Shirts would somehow transmogrify into my wallet.
Want to know WHY I'm so frantic to find said wallet?
It's got my driver's license. It also contains my Social Security and debit cards and the credit card I use for my Health Care Savings account. I already ordered a new debit card, so no big deal there--but how the four-letter-word do I get a replacement license now?
I'm going to need cash at the license office, but I the bank will require a photo ID for cashed check or withdrawal. I can't get the photo ID without the cash OR the social security card I lost.
What I am saying is: kill me. Put me out of my misery.
I have no idea how I am going to solve this one, y'all. I imagine I'll have to find my birth certificate and see if that's enough to help me get my license. Just... ugh.
What would you do if you were me?
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