Now . . . Where Did I Put That . . .

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This is the command I got when I logged into to my home page today.  Take that, Seaweed.

And in the "There is a god and he has a hell of a sense of humor department" I offer up this . . . 

We stopped to eat lunch yesterday - stir-fried snow peas, pad Thai with chicken, red chili rice with tofu, two mineral waters for the princely sum of $8.  I pulled out my wallet to try to get my money organized - the highly colored bills with huge numbers on them can be disorienting when one is trying to deal with someone who speaks very little English - when I noticed I was one plastic card short of a full Seaweed deck.

"Where's my ATM card?" I said to no one in particular.  I sat there a minute, going through my very small wallet over and over, hoping that the plastic would miraculously reappear, SuperK sitting there with a blank look on her face.  Both of us are very good partners when we're trying to deal with a screw-up not of our own making - I could see irritation flash across her face before she quickly transitioned into problem-solving mode.  It doesn't help to pile on invective when someone feels bad enough about the screw-up.  And she knows that I handle all of the money exchanges with vendors and cab drivers and the like so I guess that earns me a little capital.

We went back to the apartment and looked through everything we owned about 100 times before deciding that I had either left the damn thing in the ATM at the airport or it flopped out of my wallet during some other money transaction.  I'm sure my Higher Power was in "how about you quit bitching about credit card" mode at this point, and enjoying himself immensely.  I made a few hilarious cultural-experience trips back to two grocery stores I had visited where I had to pantomime losing a credit card to non-English speaking clerks - the technique that seemed to work was to drop my card on the ground and walk away.  "Oh," they'd say.  It made me feel better that both stores had a big stack of lost credit cards for me to shuffle through.

Anyway, we did manage to get through to a customer service clerk in India who cancelled the care, verifying that there were no unauthorized transactions on our account.  The whole thing was frustrating but no harm, no foul, really.