Oh well!
The Bus Company finally answered their phone, but said that nobody had handed in anything fitting the description of my bag or its contents.
Bum in a jockstrap!
Now I have to stop myself thinking about whoever has got it. And stop seething. Grrr... The generous side if me thinks, well I hope they get some fun out of it. The other side says, basta*ds!!!!
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I'll say it for you then... the bastards. The least they could do is make a concerted effort to find the owner....but likely won't. The world has become a very different place than it was even 10 years ago. It's a pretty sad thing.
Keep holding onto the thought that is was not lots of $$$$$ or Bob, or Dilly or your birth certificate of passport. (which you better get renewed )
Sadly, there are people out there who have so little of their own that they will take whatever they can. I hope whoever took your parcel and kept it can sleep at night. I hope they get boils on their bottom!
Oh no! I really hoped you'd get it back. Some people are so untrustworthy.
Just remember...KARMA...they will get their just rewards!
I am sorry to here that! But just remember you still have Bob and Dilly :-)
Bumblevee- yes, fatherless people indeed! GRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!
It is definitely worse than it was even a decade ago.
Have you seen a book called, "Is it just me, or is everything shit?" ???? I could have written it!!! LOL!
Lynda,
Big bottom boils that pop and sting just as they sink into a hot bath! SssssSSSSssssSSSssssSSSSsssSSSssss...
HAHAHA!
Dragonstar,
I was in town today and kept looking about for someone with a kid wearing MY rucksack!!! Good job I didn't see anyone. I probably would have stalked them and eavesdropped, hoping someone would ask them where they got it and they'd confess and then I'd jump in and go "AHAA!" but not sure what I'd have done next. So just as well. ;^)
Ms Creek,
I always hand stuff back, so where's My karma? LOLL!!!!
Yeah, I agree- what comes around goes around. Something bad always happens to people who upset me. I don't wish it on them, it just happens. It's like I have an avenging angel or something. Friends have nicknamed me "Witchypoo" in the past! LOL!
Cherrypie,
I just found out today that my god-daughter lost her cuddly that she had had since she was one! She lost it on Friday, the same day I lost my stuff. Brrrr! Poor Hazel. The thing was so hugged it was falling apart so we think anyone who found it probably just threw it away.
It reminded me- phew! So glad I didn't lose Bob or Dilly.
I felt just like that when i found out my son had his jacket nicked from the gym... with his last 10 pound in it :-(
Sally,
my brother lost his leather jacket at a gym. Grrrrr!
Pretty darn healthy way to look at it. but a part of me would always want it back becasue its so special to me - I lost a medicine I needed so badly , my last dollars to get it Friday GRRRRRR
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