Today was fun until about 5 p.m. when I realized my wallet was missing. I started digging through my backpack. No wallet. I found a corner and pulled everything out methodically. No wallet. I went through everything again. That’s right, no wallet. As this point, I’d be wandering the very crowded exhibition hall for about an hour. Panicky crazed text messages sent to various people (mostly for information). I went to Lost & Found. No wallet.
I called my mom, mostly to let her know what was going on.
I periodically checked back in with Lost & Found and still, no wallet. I checked one last time at 7:15 and it wasn’t there yet, but I know they clean the exhibition hall floor each night. Or I think whoever picked it up just hadn’t had time to turn it in before I left.
None of my credit cards have been used so no one picked it up and went on a shopping spree (but the joke would be on them, right? Because I have no money). I just have my fingers crossed that it will be at Lost & Found tomorrow. (I know I lost it in the convention center so that’s better than if I lost it on the streets of San Diego.) Friends and family are rallying to my aid (I just hope I don’t need it).
But yeah, seriously. Other than that, it was a pretty good day. I didn’t hear about the “stabbing” until much later and I managed to do some shopping before my wallet disappeared. I did start getting a little braindead toward the end of the day (hence the wallet-losing).
OK, I know I didn’t put any photos up on Flickr. I’ll do that once I’m home. If I make it there.
My flight’s not until late tomorrow so I have all day to figure this out.