I admit I get a bit attached to things.
Not in a deep emotional way, for the most part, but I
don’t like throwing things out while they still work and I don’t like losing
things when I’m still using them.
So when I couldn’t find my sunglasses on Saturday when
taking the family dogs for a walk, I assumed I’d left them at my flat.
When I got back to my flat and remembered to look around for them, they weren’t
In the car?
This meant one of two things.
I hadn’t searched around at my parents’ house thoroughly enough or I’d lost
This was bound to drive me crazy.
I hate losing things.
I did some more searching.
I texted people I’d spent time with at the end of the week.
I did some extra searching in some slightly outlandish
places where I might have put sunglasses down but would have been highly
Example: the freezer.
I admitted that they were gone and that as they were only
a $10 pair of sunnies that my brother had bought from a petrol station once and
given to me when I needed a pair, I should just let it go.
I didn’t let it go.
The last place I remembered having them was in my
friend’s car on the way out for dinner and a movie with mates.
I definitely had them in the car on the way there.
I didn’t remember having them on the way home and didn’t
have them after that.
This meant I’d either left them at the restaurant or I’d
dropped them in the cinema.
If I’d left them in the restaurant they might still be
around but by now it’s Monday night and there’s a chance they might have been
tossed or mislaid or accidentally tidied away.
If I’d left them in the cinema they were almost certainly
Either kicked under a seat, trodden on, thrown out,
Much less of a likelihood that they would have ended up
in a lost property box.
So, fingers crossed, I called up the restaurant.
They were there.
They had my sunnies.
The girl who answered the phone just happened to be the
girl who had served us that night.
Of course… The thing about this restaurant is that it is
an hour away from my flat…
What a sane person would do – especially a sane person
who is soon going to buy a higher quality pair of sunglasses for her trip to Nepal
– would be forget the sunglasses.
Tell the nice lady on the phone that it was OK to either
keep them or toss them, whatever she felt like.
That’s what a sane person would do.
Guuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeeeess who just took a two hour round
trip to pick up her sunglasses!?
Guuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeeeess who is super stoked about having her sunglasses back!?
Everything is right with the world again!
Really, I’m very very easily pleased.
The other amusing thing is that when bereft of
sunglasses, my mother loaned me a pair that she assumed my sister had left at
the family home.
I asked my sister about them.
I asked my brother’s girlfriend.
I cannot think of anybody else who has stopped by
recently who could have left them here.
Mystery bonus sunglasses.
It’d be nice if they had a button or switch on them that
give them infrared or x-ray filters but I expect they just keep the sun
out of your eyes which is a handy feature that the human eye doesn’t offer as standard.