The pains of thinking that you drivers LIC, Credit Cards, Strip Club VIP passes were in it and your lil paper of hoes to call to make you feel better.
Today I did that.
I walked into work and noticed my wallet was not in my back pocket "Fuck must of left it in the truck" I told myelf no sweat Ill just get it when I goto lunch....
Well lunch came and I did not find my wallet lucky enough I got a tip and had a 3.99 meal at arbys. So I forgot about it until I got home from work.
I started to panic. Every bad thought was running around my head.
Checked my Credit Card, Nothing reported on it, Called Eric my other boss, "ass" he didnt see it in the work truck. I tore my whole house apart looking for it. Laundry, trash, new laundry, old laundry, other peoples laundry, bathroom, in bed, drawres, behind everything.........
I sit down and literally start thinking how long it will take me to get it all back to normal. Im in the dumps.
Hold on what the fuck is that!!!!!!
Mother fucker was behind my old flat screen hanging from a dollar bill that got caught in a crack and was hanging......
I grabbed that fucker and put it in my pocket so fast the goverment didnt even see I had money in it.
So I went from pouting like a little bitch to ready to get fuckin hammered cause I found my wallet in 4 hrs.
Its so funny when you think back on the emotions you go threw when losing somthing you carry with you everyday that pronounces your actual self worth in a community such as the United States of America.
Fuckin A, I have my wallet.
anyone else ever found there wallet in a fucked up place?..