Most of you use your credit cards to buy gas, right? You step out of your car, swipe your card, pump your gas, go on your way, right? Okay then, you're ready for my story.
I have an odd habit that I'll share with you now. When I stop to get gas and I don't have any pockets in my clothes, I'll just stick my credit card in my bra while I'm waiting for my tank to fill up. You guys don't know me, I lose EVERYTHING. If I don't stick that card somewhere safe then I guarantee it'll end up on top of my car, or on the ground, or whatever. When I get back in my car I put my card back in my wallet. Hey, you'd be amazed how much stuff you can fit in a bra! But that's another story, ahem.
Today I was on my way home from work and I noticed that I was low on fuel. I pulled into the gas station and got out to fill my tank. Since I wore a dress today I went ahead and stuck my card in my bra while I waited, but this time when I finished I forgot to put my card back in my wallet. My next stop was The Gap. I walked in, found what I needed, and went up to the counter to pay. There were two male employees working behind the counter. One was super flamboyant and fabulous and the other was, well, hetero. Mr. Hetero was folding shirts across the counter from me while Mr. Super rang me up. When it was time for me to pay I realized that my credit card was still stuck in my bra. I thought for a second and then figured what the hell. I laughed and pulled my card out of my bra and handed it to the gaping Mr. Super. He blinked for a minute, then laughed and said "Well girl, it's as good a place as any, I guess!" I said "Hey, it's the last place they'd look, right?" He smiled and said "Absolutely the last place!" We both looked at Mr. Hetero who had stopped in mid-fold to stare at me. He then looked at Mr. Super and back down at the half-folded shirt and muttered to himself "Maybe the last place you'd look, man." Mr. Super and I dissolved into giggles as Mr. Hetero blushed and made a hasty exit. After I left the store I sat in my car and laughed for a good five minutes.
Boobs, man. They have strange and mystical powers. ;-)
LOL. I love this post!
Posted by: tysgirl | January 31, 2007 at 08:42 PM
I'm sorry, I blacked out there for a minute...what were you talking about?
Seriously, isn't this the point where if this were an episode of Scrubs, The Todd would jump out and say something like "You think those are magic, watch me pull a XXXX out of a hat."
Posted by: New Chris | January 31, 2007 at 09:05 PM
You are splendid.
Posted by: Joolie | January 31, 2007 at 09:33 PM
OMG, that is the funniest story I've read all day!
Posted by: Ern | February 01, 2007 at 12:24 AM
Ha! I can't believe you included the photo. :)
And kudos to New Chris for referencing The Todd in his comment.
Posted by: Jess | February 01, 2007 at 08:04 AM
Well, at least you didn't have two pairs of wadded-up socks in there, too, like I used to have! Remember Dolly Parwitch!
Posted by: Mom | February 01, 2007 at 08:12 AM
that post made my week.
Posted by: sister | February 01, 2007 at 08:22 AM
You are my hero. LOL
Posted by: southernfriedgirl | February 01, 2007 at 08:53 AM
I'm still laughing! This is one of the best stories you've told! I love it! You need a new category: Fuzzball's Greatest Hits in which you can retroactively put posts that get the best response. This one gets my vote! :-D
Posted by: Gymshoes | February 01, 2007 at 09:57 AM
You should release a pop up story book.
Posted by: joe blogs | February 01, 2007 at 12:36 PM
What's not to love about boobs...
Funny story.
Posted by: jemison | February 01, 2007 at 01:51 PM
AWESOME.
Posted by: Torrie | February 01, 2007 at 02:01 PM
Fabulous story.
I concur with Joe Bloggs.
To quote Steve Martin
"I could never be a woman, 'cause I'd just stay home and play with my breasts all day."
Posted by: TCV | February 01, 2007 at 05:57 PM
That is one friggin' hilarious story!
Boobs are the best for keeping things safe. I keep my cell phone in my bra (or as I like to call it, my "breast pocket"). The ringer isn't very loud so I hardly ever hear it when it's in my purse. You wouldn't believe the looks I get when I whip it out to answer a call. :)
Posted by: Erin | February 04, 2007 at 08:38 PM
I put my card there too if I don't have pockets. If I'm walking around the house listening to my XM MP3, I put that in my bra strap too. (Instant pocket!)
Posted by: Brie | February 08, 2007 at 12:38 PM
I think I might be jealous. If I stuck my credit card into my bra I'd be fishing around for half an hour trying to find it. There's too much SPACE in there. :-D
Posted by: BadAunt | February 10, 2007 at 11:46 AM