Many of you have shared this horrific ordeal: you wake up from a day/night of fun, putter around for a few hours, maybe run some errands, then head home to take inventory of your current situation. I like you went about my weekend as usual, that was until one Sunday night when I was preparing myself for the week ahead. As I usually do, I checked my e-mail, made the necessary parental phone calls, and did some last minute homework before the ever-popular Sunday Night Lineup on TV began.I was feeling lazy so I decided to order myself dinner from Nick's Canteen and relax as I enjoyed my weekly dramas.






Yes this had been a fun weekend, nothing really out of the ordinary, that was until my food had arrived at the front door. I pulled out my wallet to grab some cash when I noticed the only items in this small leather case were a twenty-dollar bill, my student ID, and my ATM card. I paid the delivery boy and went inside. Where was my driver's license? At this point I did not panic. This would not have been the first time I simply dropped it into my purse rather than putting it safely back into my wallet. I was sure it would be in there.