Saturday night, I was feeling under the weather. The littles have a cold that has been going on for a while and they were miserable and kindly shared it with me. So, I went to the store to get some OJ, Sprite (because they weren't keeping anything else down), and some OTC feel better drugs. And we were out of printer ink and both of us needed it for school, so I picked that up too.
When we got home, The Rock was leaving for work, the littles were ready for bed, and I just sort of ... forgot. VOD put all the fridge stuff into the fridge (good girl) but that's as far as my mind went.
Until Monday.
I'm obviously feeling better and didn't end up taking any drugs, because it took until about 11 a.m. Monday for me to realize I had no idea where the drugs or ink were. Since VOD was at school, I checked the car again, tore apart the house, and came to the conclusion that either it got thrown away (and the garbage truck just left), OR I'd left it at the store.
It was $85 total.
I almost threw up.
I called the store and got disconnected, so I went in and talked to the gal at the customer service desk. She said usually they will just give you whatever you've left behind, but since it was high ticket items, she had to get management involved. Awesome.
Manager disappeared with my receipt, which I was glad was handed to me and not put in the missing bag of stuff. She reviewed the security tape and guess what?
Little Mister turned the bag holder around after the cashier had turned it to me, and we all missed the fact that I left that very expensive bag of stuff sitting there.
So I was able to run through the store and get all my missing things, but wow ... for about 5 minutes there, I felt like a criminal. or like they were judging me to be very dishonest. Ugh.
p.s. Little Mister is SO grounded.
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