Confusing day

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It must have been something in the air yesterday. On my way out to run some errands, among them to return a book to the library, I brought with me a few garbage bags, I through them in the communal waste container on my way to the bus stop. At the buss top I congratulated myself to be in time for the bus, but debated with myself a little bit over if I should perhaps walk instead. Finally decided that carrying the plastic bag with the book in it wouldn't be too fun in this cold. And that's when I realized: "But... I am not actually carrying anything!" I had thrown the book into the waste container along with our garbage (and it was far from empty – it might be collected in that very moment!). I ran back as fast as I could, and managed to dig out the book from the garbage container (hopefully the library won't mind the smell...).When I told about it, she said "it must be something in the air", and told me that her boss had that morning arrived to the toll station on the Øresund Bridge (he is Danish and lives on the Danish side of the bridge, which is also the national border), drove into the line for those with an electronical device in their car that automatically registers and charges for the bridge passage, known as BroBizz (it saves time as you don't have to stop to pay, or wait for other stopping to pay, and it saves money, as it charges less than if you pay with cash or card at the toll station).Then, about half way to that automatic barrier that his BroBizz would open for him, he realized: "No. no no! My car is in the repair shop, this is the car I am leasing until I get it back". Now, without the BroBizz, you are not going to be able to pass via the automatic barrier, he needed to switch lane – not the easiest thing in the busy morning traffic. But first he just had to let his frustrations out (stressful morning), so he stopped the car by the side of the road, and shouted angrily and banged the steering wheel with his fist. In the process he accidentally managed to honk, which really brought some attention...He could see that staff from from the tolling station was on their way over, probably thinking he had car trouble. So he started the car again (to show them that he wasn't in need of help), and picked the lane for manual service in the tolling station. When it was his turn, the man (who had seen him doing his U-turn and his angry thing) asked what had been the problem, and he answered:"I realized that my BroBizz is in the other car, so I had to change lanes"The service person in the toll station said:"Is your BroBizz in the other car?? Then what is that device on your windscreen?"Yup, there is was... He had been so certain that he had forgot to move it to the lease car that he hadn't even looked...Now, his somewhat suspicious behavior on his way onto the bridge had brought him the attention of the customs as well as of the toll station staff, so when passing into the Swedish part of the bridge, he was pulled over, and asked to show identification etc. He did that, but the question about identification brought something to mind... His work-ID (a badge that serves as identification as well as an electronic key)! Without it he would have to call security every time he had to pass through a door at work. He started to pat his shirt and jacket pockets, frantically. No. It wasn't there. He had left it at home. He did his swearing internally this time... But the customs officer noticed his frantic patting and panicked look and asked: "What seems to be the problem, sir?"He explained that he must have left his work-ID at home.The customs officer said: "Your work-ID? Isn't that the badge you have clipped to your belt?"Yes, it was...Well, some days... I guess it must be something in the air...love/Reb