One week without a wallet

Foreword:
I wrote an entry before this, but I deleted it all with a single strike of a key because I thought it was an uninspired attempt at absolute nonsense.

While Tammy gained celebrity status after losing her handphone, I decided to attempt the same feat by planting my wallet in a certain place and declaring it lost. What I did not expect was the total hassle it brought with it.

I officially misplaced my wallet on the afternoon of last Saturday, after Hai Sing alumni band practice. I say misplaced when I actually mean I placed my wallet in the band room and forgot to replace it in my pocket. At that point of time, I was still ok with the arrangement because there wasn't any immediate need for the things I placed in it.

Throughout the week, I had to have one dollar coins in my pocket for bus rides and two dollar and five dollar notes for standard tickets on the MRT. The machine amusingly does not accept ten dollar notes.

When I went to Macdonald's I couldn't say "yes" when they asked if I was a member. At the library I had to piggyback on my friends.

Thankfully I had enough money.

I think my sister is still waiting for me to pay her back fifty dollars.

Post-edit:

Thanks Sock Leng for helping me get my wallet back.