Going through my glove compartment to clean it out before the big trip, I discovered that I couldn’t find my current proof of insurance. I have every copy of insurance I’ve acquired since I bought the car, but just not the one that, you know, I might need. Then it dawned on me that I might have lumped it together with the big pile of bills I had been keeping for years but also didn’t really need. You know, right before I threw all of that useless paper into the trash. Which of course was burned today. Right before the big roadtrip. Great.

As Elliot from Scrubs might say: “FRICK!”