*screams long and loud*

[crowdog66]

George just got home.

He left his bag, with his long-range eyeglasses AND our digital camera, plus a letter with his Social Insurance Number on it, IN THE CAB he took to his brother's place. He missed taking it out of the cab because he had so many other things to unload and carry.

AND the driver was talking on his fucking cellphone the whole time, from pick-up to drop-off and while George was unloading and as he drove off, so even though George called the cab company literally a couple of minutes after the cab pulled away, it took the dispatcher 27 minutes to get through to the driver by radio. By then he'd picked up and dropped off two more fares, and the bag was LONG gone.

*screams again until some of the OHFUCKINGHELLness drains away*

George is beating himself up like crazy, equally mad at himself, the driver, and whatever passengers might have picked up his lost bag and said "Hey! A camera! Cool!" I agree with him on all three points, but don't see any point in doing anything else but forgiving him for his lapse in attention.

So right now I'm practicing the DBT skill of Radical Acceptance like whoa. It's been about 45 minutes since I heard the news, and I already feel better. I'm trying to keep the following points in mind:

1) Losing this camera has cleared the way for us to get a better camera when our next cheque comes in.

2) George needed new long-range glasses anyway, and now we get to pick out a spiffy pair for him.

3) Wherever the camera has ended up, it might be in the hands of someone who will get REALLY good use out of a digital camera and couldn't have afforded one otherwise. So the end result of all of this might be a net positive.

4) There weren't any irreplaceable photos on the camera.

5) At least our passports weren't in the bag. Oh, lordy, if they HAD been, people in Timbuktu would be hearing my shrieks at this very moment.

... it was a darned fine bag, though. A lot like this one. Well-constructed, good shoulder strap, everything. And I haven't seen one like it for sale for at least four or five years. We got it for $15 eight years ago, and it's been a real trooper.

Ah, well. On the scale of all possible tragedies, this really is relatively minor. Damned annoying, though.

EDITED TO ADD: For local readers who care, the cab company in question (which was singularly unhelpful to us when we tried to track down the bag) is Unicity Taxi.

Comments

[eastpath.livejournal.com]

I feel your pain.. when I "lost" my wallet in spring I was beside myself with guilt and anger for like a week. *hugs to both*

[crowdog66.livejournal.com]

Thanks! *hugs back* Yeah, it's a bitch-kitty, but what can we do? I'm just trying to focus on the potential positives right now.

[eastpath.livejournal.com]

s'all one can do :)

[metisbutterfly.livejournal.com]

oh MAN
((hugs))
Yeah, our deep freeze decided to go blitzo over the weekend..we woke up to about 200.00 worth of food turned into rotten soup.
V. was going apeshit but i remained curiously calm, what can we really do about it after the fact?
And now, my FIL gets to come in and putter around our messy apartment to try and fix it. Sigh.

[crowdog66.livejournal.com]

OMG! :-0

I'm so sorry to hear about your freezer. That truly sucks. I just hope it wasn't TOO horrible to clean up...

What is FIL short for?

[crowdog66.livejournal.com]

DING! FIL = Father In Law.

The penny, she has dropped.

[chimera452.livejournal.com]

Ouch! That really sucks. I hope whoever took the bag was only interested in the camera and isn't savvy enough to use George's Social Insurance Number for identity theft.