Thursday Conundrum

Rats! I couldn't go to my sister's show tonight because I left my purse in my desk at work. I have subsequently discovered that my badge won't get me into the building after hours. (My sister is neither West African nor Mojo Nixon, incidentally.)

You can't go out with no ID and no money at my age: not old enough that doormen won't card you, but too old for drunken twentysomethings to buy you lots of drinks.

Really, how very irksome.