I went Christmas shopping today and had a bag stolen with several gifts.
It’s kind of amusing how it all went about. There was this transvestite guy that walked past me with his presumably gay friend, and the guy exclaimed to his friend, “That boy be lookin’ cute yo.” The comment caught me off guard, so I started looking around to see if there were other people of the male gender he could have been referencing. Within visible proximity, there was a stout Hispanic guy in his 50’s and a Mom with her kids.
I came to the personal conclusion that he was talking about the pictures on the wall, because that made me feel less awkward. It’s not often I get a bold, indirect, loud compliments from transvestites, let alone anyone in general, so I just ran away from the area. Truth be told, I was just a tad bit uncomfortable.
After walking around the department store aimlessly for about 15 minutes, perusing the towel section as if towels would be good Christmas gifts for my parents, it dawned on me that I had left my bag on the floor before running away. When I re-traced my steps and canvassed the area, I realized that my bag was no where to be found.
I ended up losing a Nintendo DS game along with a gag gift for a friend. In total, that was about 50 dollars that went down the drain. As a last resort, I stalked a few people, checking their bags from afar to see if they matched mine, but I gave up after a few minutes.
When I finally accepted that my bag was gone forever, I cursed the heavens and became an atheist. Then I realized I was cranky because I didn’t have food in my stomach, so I ate something and became Christian again.
I think I’m retiring to be early tonight. I deserve some rest after an irritating day.
