After missing the answer to my security question three times, I was locked out of my payroll account and could no longer access my paystubs. This is a problem, especially so close to a move when I want to keep an eye on the changes and make sure I’m getting paid what I should. This is important since pay mistakes are never in my favor. If I get underpaid and don’t claim it, the money could be gone forever but if I ever get overpaid, I could face an unexpectedly diminutive paycheck. Smaller and cuter are not words I want to describe my paycheck.
The security question, by the way, was “What was the name of your first boyfriend/girlfriend?” I thought I knew what I would have put but apparently, I decided to modify my answer. Maybe I just put SMS since I haven’t dated anyone before him anyway.
So, I had to drive down to Monterey to verify my identity. The upside to this story is I realized Monterey is only 90 minutes away and I will definitely be going back. I drove past the fruit stands and garlic ice cream of Gilroy, somehow avoiding the temptation. Then as I approached Monterey, there were beautiful beaches on my left with the most enormous sand dunes. I wanted to sled down them!
My time in Monterey itself was short and sweet. The weather was beautiful and I got to take the scenic loop around the Navy Postgraduate School. It really is a nice campus with pretty Spanish architecture, similar to Balboa Park albeit with a few modern classroom buildings. This makes it very hard to find a specific destination since the buildings look the same and the signs are carefully hidden. But eventually, I found the “trusted verifier” who reset my password to a temporary one and, undoubtedly, thinks very highly of my intelligence.
I had to get back to work for an appointment, otherwise I would have braved the summertime traffic to downtown. I did make a brief stop at ACME coffee, a very firebrand coffee shop with delicious coffee. I had an iced Vietnamese coffee that was awesome and totally woke me up. I have pretty much cut out caffeine in the last few months to get ready for otology surgery so when I do drink it, I get pretty turbocharged. Giving up coffee gives me the sads but SMS and I have been experimenting with some decaf varieties. The taste is pretty much the same although subjectively, I feel like it is missing a little J’ne sais quoi. Oh no, wait, I do know. Caffeine.
Portmanteau Suitcase 