Peri-menopausal Moment #456491

I've mentioned before that my office is as far as you can physically travel from the restrooms and still be in our office. It so happens that the soda machines and candy dispenser are just beyond the restrooms, out in the hallway.

The machines are equipped with card readers.  As with many other universities, we have the option of depositing funds onto our campus ID cards, enabling us to use them as prepaid debit cards at various on- and off-campus merchants, as well as at the vending machines across campus.

Little old lazy efficient me generally kills two birds with one stone on those days I feel the need for a mid-afternoon chocolate pick-me-up, taking the card with me on a trip to the restroom, then grabbing a snack from the machines on the way back.

My work clothes generally do not have pockets, so I tuck the card in the one place women over the centuries have used to keep small items they do not want to lose...

Every so often, I'll be changing clothes after work and discover the ID tucked securely in its hiding place. Apparently, I'd become lost in thought on the way to the restrooms, and forgotten about the snack.  It happens, right?  No harm, no foul...

...unless you happen to have a doctor appointment - the only one of the year for which you need to partially disrobe.  Imagine my chagrin when my doctor said,

"You have a Marquette ID tucked in your bra."

So looking forward to this season of life being over!