Something kind of amazing happened last night. Lets recap the wallet situation.
2: Sonya spends a day looking for said wallet.
3: Sonya decides to cut her losses and make arrangements for all new ID and bank information. Buys a saucy new wallet. White with a big red star.
4: New ID arrives without a hitch. New Debit card is supposed to be here by the 20th. The 20th comes and goes, no card. Sonya calls the bank. The bank says they'll deactivate the one that was in the mail and send a new one to her branch. It'll be there "Wednesday, at the latest." Sonya calls on Wednesday. Nothing.
5: Sonya hauls her ravaged by horrible menstrual demons ass up the hill to pay for her summer classes with a cheque instead of phoning in her card number. Gets a new student ID. Checks in with an advisor concerning future classes. Cries for no reason at a fire hydrant. Suspects that lack of refined sugar in new eating habits is fucking with hormonal balance.
6: Upon arriving home, Sonya picks up her mail. Contents include:
1 White envelope from Sonyas Bank Worldwide.
1 Radio Shack Flyer
2 Letters from Lesbian Organizations who think Sonya's a lesbian because she gave some money to a lesbian bike ride once.
1 Letter from the phone company she no longer uses, thanking her for being a loyal customer
1 Loose In The Mails envelope.
7: What actually arrived that was important.
The debit card that was supposed to arrive on the 20th. Now deactivated forever.
Sonyas ID and original lost debit card.
Now it should be noted that there were plenty of other cards in the wallet that had my name on them, and the only thing that had my address was my License, obviously.
This brings me once again to the theory that if you do nice things for people when you can and assume that people will do them back, they will.
Dear Whole Entire World,
Thank you for not stealing my identity. Thank you for whoever found the discarded contents of my wallet on the ground and took 30 seconds to drop the important stuff in a mailbox. I don't mind that I didn't really need them anymore, because it made me feel really good.
Thanks,
Sonya
Posted by Sonya at May 29, 2003 08:44 AMNot to be a total wise-ass, but what constitutes a "lesbian bike ride?"
Andrea Dworkin baseball-cards in the spokes?
Actually, I kinda do mean to be a total wise-ass.
Posted by: bryant at May 29, 2003 01:32 PMDear Wise Ass,
A lesbian bike ride is one where only lesbians get to ride the bikes. Everyone else must ride tricycles.
Love,
Smart Mouth.
Posted by: sonya at May 29, 2003 08:25 PMHuh. I would've thought bi-cycles and tri-cycles were for a whole other team. (Unicycles, well, sure..that's obvious.)
Posted by: Ida at May 30, 2003 12:07 AMI prefer my cycling to be free of gender politics and sexual dynamics.
I mean, if I don't care that my byke has one, two or three wheels, why should society?
Posted by: bryant at May 30, 2003 08:10 AMWhere might one obtain a lesbian bike to ride in the first place? Let alone enough for an organized event.
Posted by: sammus at May 30, 2003 11:40 AMgreat day i could say... :)
Posted by: kuma at March 17, 2004 05:13 PM