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Sunday, April 09, 2006

it is time to speak of my stupidity

friday started off really super well, until i needed to pee.

i was on the tram back from lady godiva's abode... when the feeling struck me. By the time I got to Flinders St Station, the need to go was quite strong, so i quickly checked what time my train left - yes! i have 12 minutes! - and went to the ladies.

After i relieved myself, i went over to the taps to wash my hands, as is common protocol these days. i put my little batman tin (which contains my money, cards, ID, train tickets) next to the basin, and then washed my hands. I turned back to pick up my tin, and... it was gone.

yeah... i know im the worlds biggest dumbass for taking my eyes off my money at flinder st station, but yeah... I officially admit that I am stupid. You have it in writing now. If anyone ever calls me stupid, and I disagree, they have evidence against it right here. I am STUPID!

So I went to the lady in the connex uniform, she told me to go to the police. The police told me to go to the lost and found dept. And the Lost and Found dept told me to go to the Station master.
Some time later, I had it all sorted, and i had some super cool ticket to get me home, and the police and co had my name and number incase my tin was handed in.

(the super cool ticket - it was the equivalent of a daily, full fare, zone 1, 2 & 3 ticket. Thats like... $12 worth. I felt privilaged)


On the way to Uni in the train, about an hour after the initial loss of the tin, and probably about 15 minutes after the deadline for my FIT1003 assignment was due, I got a call from the Lost and Found dude, saying that my tin had been recovered... but the money was gone.
I could pick it up anytime between 8am and 5pm, Monday to Friday. Which was incredibly useless to me, as I had to go to uni and work all day, and then it was the weekend. So i got my hero - lady godiva to pick it up for me. Because they are a superhero... like batman and the teenage mutant ninja turtles.

I got to uni, and realised that I had no money, or my Monash ID card, so I couldn't even print off my late assignment. But I found this super awesome guy in my course, called andrew to help me out. i love this guy to pieces. he let me use his ID to print off my assignment, and then showed me how to use the printers, and where to hand in my assignment.

Then I went to work, and my life went back to normal... just without any money.

So what have i learnt from all this?
That whilst there is absolute scum in this world... such as the evil cows that hang around the Ladies toilets at Flinders St Station and steal super cool batman tins, there are also just as many awesome people around who have too much good in them.
Andrew, Lady G, Lost and Found Man, and the anonymous person who handed in my tin - thankyou! i wish there were more people like you out there in the world.

oh! and i also learnt and equally as important lesson: never wash your hands after going to the toilet.

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