The Irony of it All

I spent half my day at the office finishing check requests for writers. Translation: I’m doing paperwork so my writers can earn their moolahs. Then when I had to scoot, I found out that I lost my wallet. My money, credit cards, ATM card, memorable receipts, an Internet card, my 1×1 ID pictures? Damn it. All gone.

How f***ing ironic.



  1. Aiza Said:

    aawwwww šŸ˜¦ so sorry to hear that

  2. eek…

  3. - KV - Said:

    OMG, I’m so sorry to hear that, sis… šŸ˜¦

  4. Mitch Said:

    Same here, sis, same here. šŸ˜¦ I just hope that the culprit will be found. > oh wait, George isn’t dead yet…

  5. - KV - Said:

    I hope so, too! Or if not, karma will take care of him/her. Wait, who’s George?

  6. Mitch Said:

    Lol. Sorry for the confusion. I wrote something like “invoking George Michael’s optimistic spirit as I sing ‘cuz I gotta have faith.” Then I realized soon after that George Michael isn’t dead yet. =p

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