My slightly older and possibly wiser sister claims that I have self fulfilling prophesies which force me to loose everything! A form of self-punishment if you will. eg. If i dont put those "wallet/puffer/smokes/keys" etc in spot X I will loose them. Of couse I dont move them, and I "purposely loose them" just to punish myself!
Unfortunately, I tend to agree with her, so much so that lately I have been telling myself over and over 'I do not loose things'. Really I recite this in my brain up to - well a few times a day. Even the sticky note on the sidebar of my computer says "I don't lose things anymore!". This has been working fine for me, that was until I broke the cardinal rules of drinking!
Generally I have 3 rules that I like to follow when drinking....
1) dont drink on an empty stomach
2) dont emotional drink unless your with good friends (preferably really good friends)
3) dont drink when exhausted.
[maybe I should add 4) NEVER EVER drink if you fall into all three categories!]
Saturday night I drank a bottle of wine on an empty stomach with virtual strangers when I was extremely sleep deprived. WHOOPS!
Long story short - I no longer have a phone.
My friend kindly described my phone as a "Classic Nokia" as I drunkenly tried to convince the bar staff that in fact, no-one had stolen my phone, I just couldn't remember where I left it.
I suggested that if they were to have a good look after the bar had shut they will probably find it. Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase take my number - whoops - her number and let me know if you find it.
This was met with a mixture of looks which I felt described the following emotions:
1. "Why would I look for a phone after I finish work - I have mine right here in my pocket thanks?"
2. "Why is this drunk Swedish girl slurring in English"?
3. "Why is this drunk Swedish girl trying to give me her phone number (which she doesn't have) - this is a gay bar and I'm male!"
Oh the humiliation. To make it slightly worse - the two girls I was with come from Copenhagen and Stockholm respectively - had offered accommodation to Mads and I next week when we are visiting. I'm really a little bit frightened to see if they suddenly withdraw their offers after my stupidity :(
Hold you thumbs they dont!
Monday, November 3, 2008
Do you know I really believed I'd grown...
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4 comments:
Hahhahaa - I doubt they would have but why are they virtual strangers offering you a place to stay??
oh honey, not another phone. Well, when you get home, I'll hopefully have a new one, so you can have my "classic nokia". It's only taped together with simpsons bandaids. That won't ruin your street cred, will it?
oops, that was actually Fo, signed in as Nat!
Well I'm the looser Australian girl whose boyfriend dumped her, so people offer me lots of things for free now :(
You know I get the pitty offerings... but I'm not above that!
p.s. Fona your teasing me and your phone is tapped together with Simpson band aids :D
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