Tuesday, July 29, 2008
So I touched down in Australia and lost my wallet.
Thing is, in the course of packing my ridiculously messy house I managed to lose quite a number of items including my prepaid optus SIM card. As such when I arrived in Australia I had to contact my pick up via public telephone. I made the call to my house mate to check on my pick up and to inform him that I will be waiting for him at the pick up point. Given that there was a line of equally grumpy sleep deprived passengers behind me for the telephone. I attempted to: find the scrap of paper which contained the number I was to call, hold my wallet, dig coins out of my wallet, place in the coins into the slot, dial the number AND stop my luggage from rolling away from me all at once.
It was only natural that I left my wallet at the phone.
It was also only natural that I was blissfully unaware of my wallet's absence until 20mins later.
In my defense, I was sleep deprived and slightly hungry.
Anyhow I went to the customer service counter to report its lost. Unfortunately the service clerk informed me that no such wallet had been handed in.
Long story short, leaving the customer service counter, I prayed that the Lord would either let me find it or pronounce great judgement of eschatological proportions on the person that took my wallet. Not 5 minutes after I got home did I check my mail to find an email from the staff informing me that not 2 mins after I left did someone hand in my wallet. See how prayer works? ... Or how terrible the end times will be?
There I have more to say but for now I've got work to do.
That is all
Jon.P™
Thing is, in the course of packing my ridiculously messy house I managed to lose quite a number of items including my prepaid optus SIM card. As such when I arrived in Australia I had to contact my pick up via public telephone. I made the call to my house mate to check on my pick up and to inform him that I will be waiting for him at the pick up point. Given that there was a line of equally grumpy sleep deprived passengers behind me for the telephone. I attempted to: find the scrap of paper which contained the number I was to call, hold my wallet, dig coins out of my wallet, place in the coins into the slot, dial the number AND stop my luggage from rolling away from me all at once.
It was only natural that I left my wallet at the phone.
It was also only natural that I was blissfully unaware of my wallet's absence until 20mins later.
In my defense, I was sleep deprived and slightly hungry.
Anyhow I went to the customer service counter to report its lost. Unfortunately the service clerk informed me that no such wallet had been handed in.
Long story short, leaving the customer service counter, I prayed that the Lord would either let me find it or pronounce great judgement of eschatological proportions on the person that took my wallet. Not 5 minutes after I got home did I check my mail to find an email from the staff informing me that not 2 mins after I left did someone hand in my wallet. See how prayer works? ... Or how terrible the end times will be?
There I have more to say but for now I've got work to do.
That is all
Jon.P™
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