A Bad, Bad Thing
I have been enjoying posting my pictures from our crazy, crazy weekend jaunts. But guess what?
I lost my camera, I think.
Here is what happened (in chronological order)...
- Took the mother-out-law to dinner.
- Took some pictures over Chinese food.
- Put camera down by the sugar caddy.
- Dropped my keys between the immovable booth and the wall.
- Asked waitress for coat hanger with which to fish out keys.
- Was personally unsuccessful in fishing out of the keys.
- Got up so the MOL could give it a try.
- She did it.
- I walked up to pay the bill.
- We left.
I am almost positive I didn't put my camera back in my purse. I went back to the restaurant a day later and it wasn't there. I think some horrible person took it. I hate them.
It actually made me cry and I had bad dreams about it.
:(
posted by Shari @ 10/25/2005
2 comments
2 Comments:
It would make me cry, too ... I'm sorry, Shari.
You'd think the theft of a camera wouldn't feel so personal, but man, I know it does. I think it's because cameras are capable of capturing images and storing them. A kind of memory machine.
You are going to be ok about this soon. You will go about your life and you'll get a new digital camera (we got ours at a garage sale!)The rotten person who took it is another story...
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