.: have a little faith :.

Disorganization has been my weakness for the longest time. I tried but in the end my room looks like the sale section of The Container Store combined with Target's.  Two days ago I was rushing to school, and since there are times I forgot my keys, I double check my giant purse for them. (I hang an oversize keychain, in a shape of a cute camel so I can find them easily) Little did I know that my wallet is lying cozily on top of my bed, still snuggling under my blanket. I went to school, parked my car at my usual safety net(when I'm running late for class), the SFMOMA parking structure. When I was in line to pay, I found out I forgot my wallet (for a moment I thought somebody stole it and was freaking out with cold sweat and minor heart attack) Embarrassed and panicked, I told the cashier that I may have lost my wallet. He looked at me like I was a crazy lady who did not want to pay for my parking spot. Then I offer to leave my camera as a guarantee, but I begged him not to lose it because there are some pictures for my projects that I haven't transferred to my computer yet. Then he took a pity of me and told me that he'll pay the charges for me, I didn't have to leave anything as a guarantee. He only asked me if I could, please remember to give him back the money anytime. When I came back the next day he was so surprised and grateful; he thought I'd just run away. How nice and sincere of him to helped me without expecting something in return, risking his own job. There are still good people in this world, apparently. And I'm glad to be reminded once in a while so I won't lose hope in humanity.