g.y.m._b.u.s.t.
I was uncertain whether to be furious or laugh out loud. The locker was mine. All the items in it were also mine. Yet it seems to be unfamiliar to me. Something is missing. Think. Bloody hell, someone took away my clean cloth. Seriously I couldn’t imagine why anyone would want my khaki short and t-shirt. Instead plenty more valuable items the person could stole, like my phone, wallet, digital camera, and even a laptop!
After sharing this with some of my friends, these are the possible explanations (or so logic could explained) for the act.
1 - Someone whose cloth has been stolen, thus he decides to just grab somebody else.
2 - Someone who despises me, and punishes me by not allowing me to shower and dress in clean cloth.
3 - Someone who plays an early April fool prank.
4 - Someone who has a crush on me; hence keeps my items as collectibles.
5 - Someone who was planning to take everything, but didn’t have the time.
And these are what I think.
1 - Christ, if that is the case, I should have stolen someone else too!
2 - Enemy? You have to be joking. Everyone loves me. And I don’t stink.
3 - Ha, ha, ha. So not funny at all.
4 - Flattering. Wonder who has his eyes on me.
5 - Thank God!
When I reported to the towel counter, the staff didn’t believe me at first. Same goes to the lady at the reception. What was missing?
My cloth.
Just your cloth? Nothing else?
Yes. I still have everything.
Hmm… I could tell she wasn’t buying into my story. She probably thought I was losing my head, or perhaps I have amnesia after the streneous exercising.
Anyway, she still allowed me to log a report for stolen items. But I doubt i will ever see my cloth again. I do really love that khaki short!
And now I can’t stop thinking about number four…
