Nice way to start your weekend

Every other weekend I go to my dad's house. To get there we have to catch the Lindenwold PATCO and the SEPTA subway. It's always me my brother and my dad, so because I'm the girl my dad always orders my brother to carry my bag and he then carries my brothers bags. Well it started off fine, a ride to the train station and casual conversation as usual. And then WHAM! I whipped out my liscense on him. He was so proud, but unfortunately the convo about my liscense carried on to the ticket machine in the staion, where my father forgot Jahvi's bag. It wasn't until we reached 16th nand Walnut did my dad say "WHoa! Jahvi where's your bag?" the situation would not have been nearly as bad had my brothers duffle not contain over $300 dollars worth of video games and supplies. I'm not a gamer, but I love the new dance games for the wii system. I bought the Micheal Jackson special edition game containing the glove; and I own both of the Just Dance games. It figures that the day I actually tell my brother to bring the games would be the same day my dad mistakenly looses the bag. Oh well, there's no use crying over spilled milk. They are just things, we could get them back. But if there's one thing I've learned, always carry your own stuff.