If I simply *must* lose a brand new, hand marked $20 somewhere in the rush hour crush between train and ticket thingie (all of maybe 75 feet) in the Farrugut West Metro station here in DC this morning, the least the very lucky finder could do would be to hit it for me!!!!!
All I know is that it was gone when I went to pay for my brekker...fortunately, I had some $1s ready to be spent...
But still!
I dug around in my bag for a bit, but there's just nowhere it could have hidden...so I guess it fell out when I was hunting for my ticket to get out of the station. Here's the odd thing--I don't normally put my ticket back into my wallet during the train ride, and all the while as I was putting it there, I had this little voice grumbling in the back of my head...I usually listen to that voice, and I'm usually fine. If I had this morning, I wouldn't have lost that $20!
Does anyone else have a guardian voice? Do you listen to it?
*projecting psychic waves at the lucky finder* HIT MY BILL!
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Peace,
Xine