lost/stolen
Eleventh grade. Left my wallet in my first period physics class.
The wallet contained over two hundred dollars. it was my pay from my first real job. I was going to stop off at the bank after school, but well..
I come back not five minutes later and it's gone. *somebody* in the second period class had taken it. It takes a special kind of person to just walk off with somebody else's wallet, when the wallet's rightful owner is standing there in front of them. I don't get some people.
The people at that school were really unbelievable. Most were rich, too. That's what killed me. I doubt they'd *need* my money, you know.
Another time, I thought I'd lost my sunglasses. Turned out that somebody had walked off with them...one of my people saw the guy wearing them at lunch. They were these one-of-a-kind bright orange shades I'd gotten from another country. How could you ever expect to get away with that? They might as well have had my name printed on them.
The same thing happened to my sister, only it was a ring which literally had her and her boyfriend's name written on it. The thief couldn't even wear the ring. It was too small for her.

I think that kleptomania is a bigger problem than we think.
And I do not believe in karma. No way.
(fantastic german, Tue 7 Dec 2004, 1:46, Reply)