first, let me preface this tale with this tidbit of info... i'm sure you guys remember my stalker, Wilhelm, right? just to update, it's now been a year and a half since i've picked up the phone, but little willy still calls. he'll go through periods where i think he's given up, but then i get bombarded once again. there have been three communication attempts in the past two days. sigh.
ok, so this morning i get a call from discover card. before calling them back, i rifled through my purse to get my card from my wallet so i could give them my account number. this is when i realized that my wallet was not where it should be. this confused me because, though i was drunk last night, i remembered paying for the cab...so i had my wallet at that point. after a quick search of the apartment, i figure out that this is probably why discover called me. i call back and only have to pass a few identity verification quizzes before i find out that a very nice human being by the name of jeannette had found my wallet on the floor of the cab and had gone above and beyond to try and get my wallet back to me. since she couldn't get my phone number from any of the credit card companies, she left her cell phone number with discover for them to give me the message to call her. So, not believing my luck here, I call Jeannette and we get along like old chappies before we decide it's best for me to go up to harlem to pick the wallet up (as opposed to her mailing it to me). This unfortunately means i have to skip out on morning after birthday brunch with my ladies, due to certain time constraints. I went up to harlem, met my savior jeannette (seriously guys, wish her good thoughts forever) and retrieved my wallet -- still containing everything, less about 20 bucks cash. when i return to brooklyn, i have a voicemail from one of the brunch ladies telling me that they had a WILHELM SPOTTING at the place they ate! can you BELIEVE my luck here? first off, to have had the lost wallet situation turn out as well as it could have...but on top of that, had i not lost my wallet last night, i would've been at that brunch and i would've had to face the one person i don't ever want to see again. 25 is amazing so far.
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25 is all about relying on the kindness of strangers. apparently, eh? and yes, although you were missed, how freaking serendipitous, am i right? SARAndipity rules the day!
that's AMAZING!!!!
this is the year of sara!
It's so cinematic. We then saw him on the street waiting for a bus, you know that too right? 25 is carzy, like whoa.
ok, that story is pretty fantastic, but is his name Wilhelm or Wilford? Or....something completely DIFFERENT?
good eye ricky...i've fixed the error.
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