Took my bike to work last night,as i got one of the engineers to make a bracket up for a GPS mount.I finished at 6am this morning,just itching to go the long way home,as the weather here is meant to turn to custard this weekend,i just felt like a bit of a thrash.
I loaded up my bag in the usual way,with my wallet,cell phone,and a few miscellaneous articles stuffed in a beanie near the top of my bag.
Off i go,only to have one of the workers pull out in front of me,and after a bit of a motard moment,i managed to avoid an otherwise immenent collision.
3o odd kms later,and fast approaching home,i notice something flapping from out of the top of my bag.OH FUCK......it's my work gears,and they are at the bottom of my bag,which means the rest will be scattered on the road.
So i get home and check my bag,only to confirm my worst fears.Phone and wallet,with my bank cards and license are gone.NOOOOOOOOOO...........
I jumped straight in the cage,and back tracked the way i came.I thought i would have no chance if i'd dropped them in town,as someone would have picked them up for sure.BUT as luck would have it,they were lying scattered over a 50 metre radius on the side of the highway,about 10 kms from home.
The bank cards and license were still in the wallet,but every thing else took an hour to gather up,and that's when i noticed my phone.The sound of a truck and trailer running something over drew my attention,and by then,it was history.I'm no phone fanatic,but i had a lot of phone numbers that i won't be able to retrieve,as the sim and memory cards were wasted.
B.T.W......the last phone i had,fell out of my pocket running across the road in town,and suffered a similar fate.
So.....i'm hoping for some fine weatherto go for a blat this weekend to blow away the bad luck blues.
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