Well, yesterday's post got delayed cause I kinda lost the laptop!
This is something that requires a certain skill it would seem.
I left the office with my lunch bag, my camera bag, my bag with all the notes, and a variety of other mixed bits and pieces, along with the computer bag. There was a lady cleaning and vacuuming in the hall, I went out to the car, put everything in the back, the phone rang, a man and his kid was going by, I took a carton out of the back of the car and headed off to schlep it into my workplace...I was parked right near the door but around the corner. I left the trunk open.
This is a very private and very empty parking lot and the man and the four year old come here every day...no worries.
I get in through the door security and dump the box there, return for another bag...close the trunk, go back into work (with the fob) open about seven other doors, stagger past the lady and her vacuum about four times with the various boxes and bags I need to carry in...
Go back out to the car, and drive most of the way home - about an hour. I get to the grocery store, internally cursing the stupid clear window hatch-back without one of those screen-y things the rental company gave me because I am going to have to haul the computer bag and my work bag, along with the camera around the grocery store with me as I cannot leave them in the car.
I hopped out of the car, opened the trunk and stood dumbfounded and deeply horrified...staring into the back.
The possibilities were that I had:
a) left it in the office.
b) put it down in the parking lot and driven away.
c) the man had stolen it, but I was gone so little time and four year olds are notorious for standing around loudly saying things like, "Why did you take that bag from the lady's car?" I was only gone a second, and he comes here every day...
d)...there is no d. Scotty teleported it out of my trunk while I was stuck in traffic.
My choices were to
a) get back in the car and drive an hour and a half back to work, look around, probably set off the terrible security system they have, then drive an hour back after talking to the police because I set off the alarm.
b) call someone.
c) go home and hope for the best.
d) stand weeping in the parking lot at Price Choppers
I couldn't find any of the numbers I would have needed, so I went home after buying my groceries. I briefly considered d, but decided to wait on that one.
It was an old 'puter, my workplace has a surplus of the things, and it had no files on it, so there was no real urgency, aside from the fact that I had lost the darned thing.
I have to confess the tension built as I approached my building this morning.
Would it be there, or was I in for a very unpleasant day.
I left it in the office.