Have you ever had one of those mornings? Today was one of those for me. It’s raining and slushy in New York City, and I left my apartment in inappropriate footwear. By the time I dropped my daughter at daycare (after pushing her stroller through the slush one-handed while attempting to hold an umbrella over my head), my feet were soaked. So when I got to the gym, I decided to buy a dry pair of socks. (Don’t judge.)
Only to realize that I ALSO didn’t have my wallet. Fantastic.
I was sad. Until the woman at the counter said, “Do you know your credit card number?”
And you know what? I do. I DO.
So I gave it to her. And I worked out in a dry pair of socks. And then I went to the grocery store. Where I’ve made friends with the checkout ladies, because I’m there pretty much every single day. (It’s on my way home, kids. Who doesn’t always need something on the way home? Bread? OJ?)
And THEY let me use my credit card number to pay for my groceries. Mostly because they know me there. But still.
So I made two in-person purchases this morning without a lick of currency on me. No cash, no credit cards, not even an ID card.
And even though I’m pretty sure neither vendor was supposed to let me do that, it definitely beat working out in squishy socks or slogging home to get my wallet, only to slog back to the grocery store, only to slog home again.
These are marvelous times we live in.
(Rain boots by Today is a good day on Flickr.)