Call Me Crazy
I purchased the cutest cross-body bag on a usual Bloomingdale's adventure last weekend. Out of pure excitement for how well it matched my Fall boots, I naturally wore it the following few days. Yesterday while reaching for my metro card I pulled out this little guy. HUH?! Since I obviously didn't see the small print in the lower right hand corner, I totally freaked. All I could think of was how some sleazy guy could have slid this card in my bag behind my back - creepy! Thank god in mere seconds I realized what it was before a complete panic attack went down - haha. Very cute Rebecca. And hey, if I was a single girl I would've probably been excited but instead I was totally sceeved out. But I do adorn my new bag. Has this happened to anyone else or am I just crazy?