Manifestations of my Ineptness

Megan had to order some of her campaign material at the Union copy center today, so we had lunch when we were done with that. I love having lunch with people--it's one of my most favorite things to do. We went over her speech a little; we're going to do more tomorrow.

I went to work (and did my dumb calls) and when I was leaving, I realized I didn't have my wallet on me. I went back to my desk and didn't find my wallet there either. I got really mad at myself because losing my wallet was another manifestation of how dumb I can be sometimes. When I got home, I called the Union and after describing my wallet, the guy said, "Are you a white guy?" in a stereotypical black voice. He also started reading my address over the phone. My immediate thought was, "Shouldn't I be the one confirming the information in the wallet?" Couldn't anyone claim they lost a wallet, say they were a white guy and say "yes" when the person on the phone says the address? I will (at least hope) that I won't lose my wallet again... for awhile.