I moved to North Carolina in 1999. Today marks the first day that I can remember where I have left my property without my ID on my body.
See, it’s my job to get the kids ready for school in the morning. I do this by rustling them out of bed and getting them to the door, drop them off and then come home. After which I begin my day; calls, reports, e-mails and the normal whatnot. When I get a break, I shower, get dressed and make my way to the office.
Today, I was hungry. I also had a call at 12:30. So, I dialed my trustee favorite usual, ordered said usual and headed on in. When I got to the parking lot I parked and locked the car, put my keys in my pocket and tapped my hip pocket; habit ya know. But there was no wallet. Home, in my jeans that I used to take the kids to school.
I flew home, grabbed my ID and came back to pick up my cold Pah Thai.
However, in my car I had a registration document as well as a proof of insurance card. On top of that, I had my corporate badge complete with a picture ID hanging around my neck.
Who doesn’t have an ID in today’s world?