Friday, July 06, 2001

This one’s a peach that I have to get on paper or I won’t believe it myself in a couple of days. I did the 4:45am thing at the track this morning and when I got back to the office I had a bunch of errands to run that were all on a deadline. Crammed in the middle of these things to do apparently I was handed $700.00 to deliver along my route. I swear on swearing itself that I do not recall being handed this money. So, imagine my surprise when I was called tonight asking who I gave the $700.00 to. What? How much? Are you sure you gave it to me? These were all valid questions but after I searched my bag and my pockets I wanted to puke. My only other thought was the car that I just turned in today because the lease term was up. Heart racing and that familiar bile taste in the back of my throat I found a service guy that let me into my car that was thankfully still at the dealership. When I felt under the driver’s seat I felt a bunch of paper tents. When I had pulled them all out I was looking at 4 hundred dollar bills. What exactly happened to the other 3 I needed to know? Searched the dealership parking lot, the waiting area, the sidewalk that I was picked up from, my office, and all around our building. Nothing. What looked like a great Friday night to relax turned into a jiffy ulcer and I still feel like puking. I know you must be saying “oh, it’s just $300.00 things happened, move on” I can’t. You have to understand, I feel guilty taking the $50 fast cash from the ATM. We are not in a position to lose track of ten dollars let alone thirty times that amount. This ones going to take a while to shake off. I hate being stupid. 12:00:00 AM    says you