It all started one day at work. I had used my swipe card to get through the front doors, and without thinking too much, I put it in my back pocket. Later that day I sat down — crunch! The card had cracked from side to side. I wrapped it in tape to hold it together, and it still worked for two weeks, but then something in it failed. I tailgated people in and out of the building that day.
I had paid my company a $100 deposit on that pass card, and that night I decided I wasn’t going to give it up by asking HR for a new one. I was determined to fix it myself.