My Debit Card Broke! @Solsticepublish

I think my debit card just sent me a message.  That message was, “Stop
using me for everything!”  It literally broke into pieces.  The corner
chipped off along with part of the reader strip.  Then it split
horizontally in two places.  That card really didn’t want to be used
again!  I called my bank and it will take 2 weeks to get me a new
one.  That means for two weeks I have to use cash.  And in order to
get the cash I have to go INTO THE BANK.  Farewell beloved impersonal
ATM.  How I miss the ability to sit in my car and be given cash.  Now
I will at least have to put on a hat when my hair is a mess in order to go into
the bank to withdraw money.  And carrying cash is so inconvenient. 
What if I want gas and want to pay at the pump?  Too bad.  I have to
guess how much my car will hold and then go pay the attendant.  Afterward I
have to go back and get the change.  How repulsive.  I feel like I’m
back in college or something.  Then there is the problem of having a pocket
of change jingling around with you.  Very uncool.  I am in serious
withdrawal pains.  It has been less than a week and I think I am going to
pull my hair out.  I can’t believe how much I have come to rely on that
card.  Oh please let the new one come early.  It is sad how addicted
to the card I have become but it is so convenient.  You would think I was
getting over drugs but it’s just a spending habit.  Don’t even ask me to
write a check.  I do that a couple of times a year for the lawn guy. 
That’s about it.  All I can do is watch the mail and wait for my glorious
card to return.