I’m unhappy.
But I should explain first. I’ve been working at Subway. A little bit. (Sarah’s cousins own the place :)) Anyhoo. I’m about to leave on Tuesday, and then I realize I can’t find my wallet. I’m not too worried at first — after all, I AM a bit forgetful. I can’t find it, and it’s time to leave. I get there. I’ve been worrying about my wallet all the way there (I was on the bus.) To make a long story short, I learn that someone else’s wallet was stolen on Sunday. This confirms my suspicions. I also found my scrunchie outside — a scruchie which I made several years ago. >.> This was in my bag as well.
So, what was in the wallet? An amount of money, my library card, my GoCard (student ID), and all my bubble tea/slurpee cards. Also assorted little things I’ve stuffed in there.
Not a lot, perhaps. But it’s hard to get a library card without a student ID. And I need to sign up for another one. >.< I'll probably get it soon. I’m sorry if I sound whiny. But I am annoyed. I am very annoyed. I want to trust the people I work with. I’m not so sure I can anymore; after all, the back door was locked. Once bitten, twice shy. >.> I hate this.