Earlier, I was gathering all the needed documents to file a visa application. Most of the stuff was ready: work permits, invitation letter, fee (to be done tomorrow). All of a sudden, I realized that my passport was missing!?!
This morning in the document room at home, nothing.
Rushing to the office I ransacked my drawers, nothing.
Checked the usual location in my laptop bag, nothing.
Its gone then?
I spent the rest of the morning calling the Aladdin in Vegas, Holiday Inn in San Jose, the airports, and even SouthWest's lost and found departments. Nothing!
Sitting down at the office pantry, Patty and Jack offered me some lunch. Grateful was I.
After polishing off everything, it appears Patty's cellphone went missing. Man, its Tuesday Loose It Day.
So my only other option is to call the embassy and report my loss. Awww, what a headache. All that paperwork.
But no, lets stay calm. I went home and rechecked the document room. Nothing.
Not under the bed either. Neither was it in the bathroom, or under the sofa cushions.
One last place then, hope against hope, hope that its there. Between the folded clothes.
I prayed. God answered.
Found it!
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Ok, time to have the car washed and celebrate. Sat down and waited. Remember when I first went to buy my portable air conditioner? And someone threw coffee all over the newly washed car. Well, looks like Starbucks frappucinno is acidic. The marks couldn't be removed.
The scientist in me thinks its all the sugar that burned into the paint after baking under the sun.
Also, I discovered that the front fender had some deep scratches like it was rubbed against a wall. :-(
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