When Objects Do Not Collaborate

I am on the bus. It is, like a miracle that I made it on with MoJo, only twenty minutes late for J's play date. We left the house, loaded down with bags, as usual, in sweltering heat and when we got to the bus stop I realized I did not have my wallet. Curses. The three blocks became nine as we had to trek back home so I could dismantle the stroller and find my wallet. Get on the bus and the unlimited card that I was so proud of borrowing (nothing gets me going like wasting money on the MTA - major transit assholes) was expired. So, I put my bags down and get another card that only has $1.70 on it and I only have two dimes. I owe 35 cents and I refuse to pay another full fare. Their system is so cool, if I dipped another card, it would take out the whole amount again. Some kind strangers offer to exchange a dollar for me (that too was a process because the first woman who offered did not want to part with any of her special quarters and kept giving them to me and taking them away, dropping coins, you get the picture) and I got on. I am now on another bus. We dropped J off and went to buy a drink. But when I went to pay I did not have any money (why would I? I took out $300 a few days ago), so we had to leave the items and go get cash). All items in the universe are against me. Today, it is money related items, other days it is the category of technology or electronics that gang up against me. When we hopped on the subway to go do errands, the metro card would not of course, give me a transfer. So I decided to go all in and buy a damn unlimited. The transit check
credit card was rejected twice before the machine sucked it in, charged me the $29, and here we are. I wonder what else can go wrong in the 45 minutes I have left before getting J. S little time, so much money and spent, so little accomplished.