The Day I...... Lost My Wallet, AGAIN!

Thursday, if not Friday mornings are days I do my weekly pharmacy shopping (*When you know mall's parkings are empty at 11 in the morning*). So, Guardian BSC I was at this morning after having my breakfast at Coffee Bean downstairs with one of my all-time favourite students (R, you might find me here sooner or later anyways) and having booked my haircut appointment at some a-cut -above-throat place upstairs .

I was ready to pay for this bill when..


I realized I didn't f%$king have my wallet with me.


Babi.

And I had plenty of cash with me for my weekly must-buys and curls must-cut. Seriously, PLENTY.

Dengan muka setebal dictionary, I had (no choice but) to politely tell the lady behind the cashier to hold my (well, soon to be MY) stuff for me as I made a quick rundown to check if I had accidentally dropped it in my car.

T-A-K-D-E.

Babi babi babi.

I accelarated off and back to my yoga place to check if, if, if I had carelessly / miracalously left it there. Or under the table, on the RO water machine, in the toilet, under the staircase.

T-A-K-D-E jugak.

Felt like crying.

My tens of hours of talking non-stop, twisting my bones and trying to catch my breath in the same time, Gone In 60 Seconds (sempat buat lawak sekejap).

Images of the honey scented hair mask jar, aromatheraphy refill, bottle tall of Famous Amos cookies smelling cocoa butter, leave-in hair conditioner / treatment, Harper's Bazaar, make-up remover, Hersheys, some heat-activated hair straightening cream, latest toothpaste flavour from Colgate, rose petals + bamboo + honey smelling shampoo that comes with free conditioner (so that my 4-year-old sister doesn't use my special shampoo for badly damaged color treated hair), dgthsksgy, Hthsbhjjsgjewgjk, jdhygjwjjytyhk, hgbaj, ajhuhgkj, thsfusufghybatjh, ikw2nmjf and bhguhjaktgehd that I bought.. well, that I carefully picked, excitedly chose and calculated its discounts over, plus my planned haircut and new color do, slowly vanished into thin air...

(Kindly waste your time and count how many times did I mention the word 'hair' in this post and in earlier paragraph to brace yourself for my next post. )

I think I was doing the slowest drive in my life, merely 15 km/h on my way back to BSC to thicken my face and embrace myself to tell the lady behind the counter what, I didn't have enough money? Like she was gonna believe me if I tell her I had just lost my wallet and I've had bad luck in weeks, that I lost my wallet first week of the month, my handphone the next week, lost my phone again the following week, she'll think I'm the biggest drama queen in Bangsar that I had no choice but to cancel my purchase,

WHEN..

I heard someone screamed, "Akakkkk, tungguuu!!!" ON MY WAY UP on the escalator.

I've lost my spirit to continue living let alone to turn and look at siapa yang cilaka panggil aku Kak pagi-pagi buta yang malang lagi memilukan ini but hesitantly turned after the scream repeated. I saw this one guy (I thought he was an angel with a floating hollow for a split second) in this distinctive mocha brown t-shirt and coffee black cap waving frantically at me as he shoved my blue furry wallet on his other hand.

My wallet! MY BLUE FURRY WALLET!!!

(It's not really furry as in, furry lah kan. But berbulu jenis wool bercampur baldu dalam erti kata Melayu. And it's not really a wallet too. It's more of a coin purse really because my other wallet can't fit into the small bag that I brought to yoga this morning. Why can't I use a bigger bag? Because some bags just don't go with certain outfits like.. hooded terry cloth jacket with matching sweatpants to be exact, ok?)

I did tell you my escalator was going up right? Like it couldn't wait another second, I ran down berlawanan arus dengan escalator yang menghala ke atas, man! Fuck all of you who were laughing staring at me from inside of Dome. I wish you couldn't find your wallet when you were about to pay too.

I haven't really thanked God for a while now and I immediately sighed my utmost 'Alhamdulillah' for my money was allllllll still inside there (it's fucking payday, man) along with my ID (that got displayed on national TV last Sunday) and license (that I suddenly realized, expired three days ago).

"Lain kali, simpan baik-baik ye Kak! Nasib baik akak pagi-pagi selalu breakfast sini, kitorang boleh kenal muka. Tahun lepas pernah tertinggal kunci kereta dekat sini jugak, kan?"

:P