If you’ve been following this month’s challenge about trust, you know that I’m pretty paranoid about leaving my belongings unattended.
Yesterday, for the last day of this challenge, I was tested in a big way.
“Ms. Jel-fil-been, I’d like to thank you for being a loyal Citi credit card customer for 25 years,” the customer service rep says on the phone last night.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I think. “Let’s wrap this up.”
I don’t want to be reminded of how much money I have spent during that time, but yes, I am indeed extremely loyal.
I’m sitting on my couch watching The Oscars when I get text on my phone from Citi saying they couldn’t process a recent charge. I’m not sure what they’re talking about. I haven’t used my Mastercard to pay for anything recently, but I’m so wrapped up in Melissa McCarthy’s dress that I hold off on doing anything about it until the commercial.
If there’s any form of transportation I trust the most when it comes to potential theft, it’s flying. If anyone is going to steal something, it’s harder for them to do it on a plane because they’re trapped there for a few hours. Sure they can plead innocent, but it’s easier to find the culprit on a plane than on a train, a bus or a subway where people get off frequently (and in NYC, I, unfortunately, mean that literally and figuratively.)
Anyone who knows me well knows that I can be pretty fearless when it comes to booking celebrities for my storytelling show, Yum’s the Word. Rather than go the traditional route through IMDB Pro or their publicist, I have been known to ask them in person. The fact that I approach any celebrity in New York City is considered a cardinal sin. Much less ask them to appear on my show.
When people who barely know me call me “Rob,” it drives me nuts. That nickname is reserved for my family, close friends and BFF. They’ve earned the right to call me that. Much like trust, you have to earn it over time. However, sometimes you have a good feeling about someone and you trust them sooner than the average bear.
Last fall, I went to the Grand Canyon with my friend, Kambri. (It was a dream trip that helped kick off my 30-Day Challenges starting with “See Ya, Bucko” where I let one thing go every day.) On that trip, I knew that I wanted to be one with nature and soak it all in. I also knew that I’d want to journal and the easiest way for me to do that is on my laptop. However, since I’m tethered to it at least 10 hours a day, I desperately wanted a break from it.