Being an idiot means leaving your wallet...in a taxi

Just a little update to remind everyone once again, that I can and am an idiot and we all have our, uh unkind/selfish moments.

So a few weeks ago on a trip back from visiting my old town, I arrived at the bus station pretty late and got the first taxi that wasn't trying to rip me off. I just needed to get into town to spend the night and then would get on another bus the next morning and head home. The cab ride was pretty long into town, costing about 50 kuai which is ridiculous for here, but anyway... So I was a bit flustered and tired when I finally arrived in town and I quickly grabbed my one bag, purse and left the cab. As soon as I got inside, I realized I had forgotten something...MY WALLET!!! At first I was like, oh no big deal because I had remembered the taxi number and symbol, usually an animal, that was posted in the taxi for occasions such as this. I was actually pretty proud of myself for remembering the taxi number. I'd just get someone to call the cab company and we'd track down the guy and he'd bring it back. I mean I've heard stories here of how taxi drivers bring back stuff just because they are afraid of keeping a foreigner's stuff. But then again I've heard the negative stories too, but I was hopeful.

My first sad moment was when after calling the taxi co, we were informed my driver with his id, and number, no longer really worked for their company. Scam. Second was when I woke up the next morning and the taxi co. still hadn't called back, that I realized the hope was fading, quickly. Thankful, I had enough money in my wallet to get a taxi so I could buy dinner and a bus ticket back to my town. In addition to that the Father is always a provider...the day before a sweet friend had bought me a cinnamon roll for the trip, ah breakfast!

I'm pretty sure, I went through all the stages of grief over this wallet. At first I was in denial, I"m sure he'll bring it back, then I was angry as all get out. I seriously wanted to take another taxi back out to that bus station, find the driver, get my wallet, and smack him over the head with it...then I realized he just wasn't coming back and I was angry with myself for being stupid enough to drop/leave it in the taxi....lol. AGHHH!!! Good grief Charlie Brown!

So it just goes to show, anyone can be an idiot...i am most days. Anyone can get angry and no one will ever know why that man needed my wallet more than I did...well except one person :). Never fear though, I have great friends who've loaned me cash...till I get cards, and they are in the mail. That's the story for the week or month.....

Beautiful Feet