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I found the driver's license that I lost. In my usual wallet. In a Lyft. On the way home from Re-bar. Having gotten their staff to search an astounding collection of licenses, unsuccessfully, for mine.
I'd misfiled the damn thing yesterday morning as I was moving stuff back from my evening bag to my regular one. This, folks, is why I hate switching bags. Good: I don't have to pay & wait for a new license the week before a planned road trip. Bad: I blew about $30 on Lyft rides - because really, taking the bus after 2200 on a school night? - for nothing.
I'd misfiled the damn thing yesterday morning as I was moving stuff back from my evening bag to my regular one. This, folks, is why I hate switching bags. Good: I don't have to pay & wait for a new license the week before a planned road trip. Bad: I blew about $30 on Lyft rides - because really, taking the bus after 2200 on a school night? - for nothing.
