I didn’t notice anything wrong until I stepped into the elevator and couldn’t operate it. I reached for my security card, but found nothing. I reached for my wallet, which wasn’t there either. Once again, I’m cardless and moneyless for the day.
Doh.
Fortunately, I think there’s a mess o’ leftover chow mein noodles in the fridge, if it hasn’t slithered away yet. Well, after this it can only get better, right? To quote Walt Kelly’s Pogo, “From here on down, it’s uphill all the way.”