A few days ago I accepted a short-notice dinner invitation (Vietnamese food–how could I say no?) with a former coworker at 5:30 in the evening. The only conflict was that I had a teleconference at 5:00, so the call would likely begin while I was home and continue while I drove to the restaurant.
That’s exactly what happened. Unfortunately, because of my preoccupation when I was leaving the house, I forgot to put my wallet in my pocket, which occurred to me when I was already halfway to the restaurant.
I panicked. It felt like a part of my body was missing. I was exposed to the world.
Though I’ve never gotten a speeding ticket, on the rare occasions when I’ve forgotten my license, I become intensely paranoid that everything that can go wrong on the road will go wrong:
All of these scenarios ran through my head as I drove to and from the restaurant. It was a beautiful day with low-key traffic, but it was one of the scariest drives of my life.
Have you ever done this? I have a similar reaction when I accidentally leave my cell phone at home.