absent-mindedness

my brilliant sister placed my parking pass on my car - somewhere in between the front windshield & wiper. without a word she left for work while i was fixing my scarf. when i started the engine, i didn't see the card as it's a tiny little card AND it was not even stuck between the wipers. it must have fallen a little bit...

by the time i realized it i was driving down from the kg tunku school and decided to stop at the indian cemetary to grab it. of course, the wind had to blow really strong and the card flew off. and fell in the middle of the road. and there i was standing by the road side in my baju kurung. thinking if i should stop the crazy traffic and grab the card. but of course it was too dangerous. so i drove off. really angry. at my sister. at myself. sigh.

huhu. it's not about paying the lost charges. it's not.
it's about ensuring if they'd issue me a new card. as it is, hundreds of people are in waitlist for the basement parking.

sigh. what a way to begin my day.