Anyone that knows Rob knows that he abhors carrying anything in his pocket. So much so, in fact, that he (lovingly, I'm sure) refers to me as his mule. Okay, so maybe HE doesn't say that, but I say it. So yeah.
Before I left Costa Rica on Sunday, I did my very best to ensure that I'd given Rob back all his important things: cash, credit cards, IDs. Imagine my surprise when I opened my wallet in my cubicle Monday morning to see his smiling face staring back at me from his DRIVER'S LICENSE and student ID. Ooooops.
No biggie, I'll just mail 'em. Back in August, I mailed a card to Rob's mailbox at Thunderbird, which was then (supposedly) forwarded along with various other peoples' things to Costa Rica. Has it arrived yet? Nope. Our terrific track record, and the fact that Costa Rica isn't exactly on the cutting edge of efficiency, I decided that UPS would be our best bet, since a tracking number is a necessary evil on this one. The damage? $67.17. Ouch.
our moolah...up in flames (pic by Rob...pretty cool, no?!)
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i love that flame picture. i think rob should consider a tatoo of his vital stats if he doesn't want to carry anything with him. at least an 'if found return to' tatoo in case he's found somewhere passed out.
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