I woke up this morning, got ready to go to breakfast and the library for work, and I realized I didn’t have my ID card. I spent ten fruitless minutes searching for it around my bed, in my back pack, in the closet, and in the bathroom. I finally gave up and decided to go to the cafeteria to see if anyone had turned it in there. No one had, but fortunately, the lady who swipes the cards let me eat anyway. So I went to work and looked for it in the lost and found there. Nada. Then I went back to the room, had to have Kaileigh open the door for me, and stopped over at Residence Life to see if anyone had turned it in there. Still nothing. So I went to class, then came back to my room and called Matt, the guy who brought me home from work last night. I asked if I had left it in his car; he looked for it, but couldn’t find it. Finally, I decided to go to the Security Shack for one last hope. It was not to be. So I had to walk all the way to SAS to get a new one, but I got a temporary one in case it showed up in the next couple of days. I told the lady I would come and get a permanent one if it didn’t turn up before Thanksgiving. Then, I had to walk back over to Residence Life so they could activate it for me to be able to get into my room. So I came back to my room, had some peanut butter, and started packing my bag for work. Genius that I am, I finally remember that I don’t think I looked in the little pocket on one of the shoulders of my back pack (there are a lot of pockets). Voila. There it was. I wasted all that energy walking back and forth and it was right there. Let me tell you, I felt like a genius.