A couple of days ago we walked to the library with a friend. On our way there, apparently Benson didn't think he had enough room for his feet, because he was throwing my things out of the stroller. I am almost certain that that was how my wallet turned up missing. I didn't realize the wallet was even gone until we were leaving the library. We double and triple checked the place for my it, but had no luck. I tried to convince myself that I just hadn't taken it with me. Once we got home though, I couldn't find it either. There were no wallets turned in at the library's circulation desks or at San Lagos's front office. I started to get nervous...I had cash, my license, credit and debit cards, and a ton of random gift cards from returns I'd made. Luckily, earlier in the morning, I had deposited the 4 checks that were in it. Still though, to say it was be a huge pain to lose it would be an understatement. I decided to officially kneel down for a prayer, (I'd been praying that I'd find it the whole time in my head, but decided this situation called for something more formal). Following the prayer, I remembered that the Lord helps us most when we are willing to help ourselves. I quickly called my bank and credit card company to put a freeze on my credit card, and closed my debit card. After that I re-traced my walk, and also called the security office at Midwestern to check if someone had turned it in there. No luck. I didn't know what else to do but wait...
An hour or two later a random guy (named John) knocks on our door- holding my blessed wallet! I couldn't believe it! He had found it in front of Zendehas Grill (a restaurant behind our apartment), and happened to be a student at Midwestern, as well as live in San Lagos. More importantly though, he happened to be honest. Thank heaven's the Lord let my wallet fall into the hands of an honest person.
WinCo
This leads my next story. Today, I did what was suppose to be a 'quick' shopping trip to WinCo. By the time we were finally done, the kids were starting to get restless. Benson had finished his dumdum (thank you Ali, for teaching me genius that trick) and Eden was getting hungry. After the cashier was almost done checking the groceries through, I remembered that I'd closed my debit card. So I told the cashier that it may not work, and if so, I'd need her to take a few things off of the tab in order to pay cash (WinCo doesn't accept credit cards). I don't think I explained the situation clearly enough though, because she kept put everything through anyway. Well, I tried to run my debit card, and, not surprisingly, it didn't work. And unfortunately, I didn't have enough cash. I was relieved to find that I was only $2 short! I asked her to take off one of the spaghetti sauces and it turned into a big hassle. She had to get her manager to come over and void the transaction. All of the sudden it seemed like everyone around me was in a hurry. I swear the lady behind me in line gave me a dirty look, just as Eden started to cry more loudly, and Benson started to climb out of the cart onto the moving ramp to grab a banana. Once the manager came and asked what the cashier needed, she points at me and announces to him (and the whole store-) that 'this girls doesn't have enough money to pay'. I was horrified. It was so humiliating! And, because it is WinCo, I couldn't leave right away after paying. I had to spend 2 or 3 minutes next to the cashier while we bagged our own groceries. Once we were finally done, we jetted out of there. Here is a picture to capture the moment.
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| Benson finally got his banana (and stuffed it all in his mouth) |
