The day before Yesterday, Shannon and I were running a little ahead on our schedule. It was raining so we couldn't do two of our jobs. We drove to Columbia, where we had a few jobs, and decided to do lunch at O'Charley's. I paid with my debit card… and left it there. I am terribly forgetful, but never have forgotten my debit card. I have had my wallet stolen and an ATM suck my card back in and not give it back, but never just forgot it! It is my lifeline as much as my cell phone is, especially since I never carry cash. However, I did not discover that it was missing until later that evening. I was at Krystal and placed my order: just a couple cheese Krystals, no drink, no fries. I get to the window and opened my wallet to hand the girl my card, and to my shock, it was gone. Immediately, I remembered that I forgot to get my debit card out of the receipt book at lunch after I signed the receipt. I told the girl at the window to cancel my order, that I couldn't find my debit card and was about to drive off, when she told me that she would just give it to me. SWEET! Free Krystals. I texted Google and got the number for O'Charley's. A girl answered the phone and I explained my debacle. She told me that there was a box in the office the manager kept for things of that nature that were left behind. She transferred me to the manager. No debit card with my name on it had been turned in. RED FLAG!!! I called the bank and had them cancel the card. Now I have to wait on them to send me a new one. I checked my transactions for my bank account online and no unauthorized transactions have shown up. YAY! I hope it stays that way!
Yesterday, we had to go to a job in the middle of nowhere in Perry County that we didn't get to do the day before due to the rain. It was an absolutely stunning location. The log house sat on a hill in the woods; two streams ran in little waterfalls down the hill, went through the different sections of the house, and connected to make a bigger stream in front of the house. There was no one home, we were supposed to do a termite renewal and leave the bill on the door. Between the tea I drank before we headed that way and the long drive, by the time we got there I had to pee pretty badly. There was not a store for about twenty miles. I tried to hold it, I really did. But the urge got so bad that I was doing the pee dance and had to act fast. But where to GO? It was going to have to be outside and due to all the exposed moist rock, it was a very slick climb almost everywhere, except under the house where they had poured a slab of concrete next to where the stream was. I know it is awful, but I had to go. I figured it would be ok if I "went" in the stream so it would just wash away. Shannon had to go really bad too. Of course, it is easier for him to do things like that, but he went in the stream too. After we had our mind off "going" we were able to continue the job. Except, when we were almost finished we opened a door to spray on the inside of the storage area that had a dirt floor, we set off an alarm. Is it just a noise-maker alarm? Is it an alarm that summons the police? We hadn't a clue and got absolutely NO cell phone service, so we couldn't call to find out. So we just did what we could: finish the job. About the time we were finishing the alarm stops. We figured that it was a simple noise-maker alarm. I mean, if law enforcement was coming SURELY they would have been there by then. Right? Anyway, so we finish and roll up the hose and are getting ready to go when I see the security camera. It was not aimed toward where we peed, but who knows if there was one somewhere we couldn't see. I was relieved to get out of there. For all I know they could have my big white rump on camera peeing, or worse, police officers may have came and finger printed the place after we left. And there it'll be, my big, proud thumb print on the screen door handle from where I slid in the bill.
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