I’m normally pretty good with taking care of my stuff. In fact I don’t think I lost anything more valuable than a pen until a few months ago. I guess it started with potentially my most valuable possession of all – my wallet. I was returning on the train slightly dazed and weary and must have not made the effort to place my wallet back into my pocket after taking it out to put my train ticket in it. I got off the train without my wallet and didn’t realise until that evening. I canceled my debit card and requested a replacement the following morning. Fortunately no one had tried to charge anything on the card before then. I’m incredibly bad at getting things done (the number of things I’m putting off by writing this is testament to that) so I didn’t bother to replace my driver’s license, young person’s railcard or the wallet itself. The only thing I replaced was the oyster card which is pretty essential if you’re traveling around London all the time. About two weeks later I got a letter saying that my wallet was at Berko station. I picked it up and the only thing missing from it was the oyster card.
Next I was on a bus and left a carrier bag containing the lease for my house and my empty lunch container. Again nothing valuable lost.
Then I managed to leave my bag at the pub (my nice back rucksack this time) containing my trainers and a hat. Rang the pub later that night and a very unhelpful woman wasn’t even able to tell me whether they had it or not. A few days later at work the people I was with told they had it so again fortunately nothing valuable lost.
Next I managed to lose my rear bike light after using it exactly one time. Guess that fell out my coat pocket.
Next exactly one week after losing my bag at the pub I lost my bag at the pub again. This time I was well aware that I might lose but still left it unattended by the stairs at the pub and it had disappeared by the time I wanted to leave. This time the bag contained a hat, a book (a damn good one at that) and my front bike light which I’d used exactly zero times.
I really don’t know what’s changed in the past few months. I’m obviously not the kind of person to trust with keeping things safe but somehow this flaw of mine hasn’t been a problem at all in the past. I guess up till now I’ve just been incredibly lucky to find things where I expect them to be.
I’ve now got so many things to replace and it is going to be a pain to get them back. This isn’t just from losing things but replacing broken things or new things required for my house. On top of that I’ve been spending way too much money recently. I have to keep within the budget of my salary which isn’t easy when half of it is already taken up by rent. Anyway that’s for another post. Before then I still need to break down my outgoings to find out exactly what I’m spending on what.
PS: This rant may seem rather trivial given that I haven’t really lost anything of great value. Yesterday I learnt that the British teacher who was found dead in a bath tub in a Japanese apartment was actually the girlfriend of one of the editors of Bit-Tech (a site I visit often) and for some reason decreasing the degree of separation between yourself and someone else increases the empathy you feel for that person. I don’t expect anyone to feel any empathy for my losing my bag but still, at least it gives me something to blog about.
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