Where is it? It has to be in my pocket. How is it not in my jacket pocket? Maybe it’s in my purse. Check the front pocket first. Nope, not there. The other front pocket? Nope. Oh, maybe the two side pockets. Ugh, no. Maybe I put it in my wallet. I don’t see it… Is it in the coin purse? No. What about behind my driver’s license? Nope, not there either.
WTF! Where did I put it?
I know! It must be at the bottom of my purse. Under my wallet, umbrella, power adapter… If I can just see a glimmer of orange, I’ll feel better. Just a corner. Or the letter “N”. Come on! It has to be in here! And seriously, how is it not in my jacket pocket? I just used it to get on this stupid streetcar!
This is what was going through my head on Tuesday evening, when I realized I couldn’t find my November Metropass. The pass I had bought just 5 days before was now gone. $126… just… gone.
After I got home, dumped the contents of my purse onto the dining room table, and realized it was gone, I got mad. I got mad at myself for not trusting the gut feeling I had when I went to purchase my very first monthly pass. I didn’t want to get one. It was so expensive! And I hated the idea of carrying it with me at all times.
But I bought it anyway. I did the math and knew it was cheaper to buy a pass than to use tokens everyday. And then the one thing I was worried would happen did happen. Did someone take it from my pocket? Maybe. Did I drop it? Probably. But that didn’t stop me from checking the floor under my seat and asking the driver if anyone had turned it in. It wasn’t there and no one had.
And then I panicked. I stretched myself pretty thin this pay period and I knew how little there was in my chequing account. Until my next payday (the 15th), I had just enough for groceries and maybe a Starbucks or two. And now I had to come up with money for tokens?
Flashbacks of being maxed out crept up on me. I nearly choked back tears at the thought of being strapped for cash and possibly because of my own stupidity. All I can say is thank goodness for savings. Stretching myself this thin was foolish… but if taking back $25 or $30 of what I saved last week is what I need to get through to next week with no stress, so be it.
Is the lesson here that no one should ever buy a monthly bus pass? Obviously not. But whenever you have a gut feeling about something, you should listen to it. Maybe if I had listened to the other gut feelings that told me to always keep it in one spot, or buy a small card holder wallet specifically for it, I’d still have it today.
I paid $126 to ride Toronto transit for 5 days. Good grief.
Have you ever lost a bus pass at the beginning of the month?