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So I threw it back in the bag, kept the receipt, went on about my busy life. On Tuesday, I was coming into work a little late and thought "oh great I'll stop and return the dress!" Put it in my messenger bag, put my computer on top of it, headed to work.
Trains were dumb, so I just went straight into the office. Ok, fine, I'll just pop over some time when I have a minute, I thought. Tuesday was a late night, so I took a cab home from the office. Same setup: put my computer back in the pack, roll straight from the door to bed.
Wednesday morning rolls around, sooner than I'd like. I'm up after 4 or 5 hours of sleep, because body clocks are dumb. Do a bit of work from the couch, go grab a coffee, head back into the office.
It's only, like, 3pm yesterday that it dawns on me that my bag is light. The dress isn't there.
I have, since then, checked under my couch. In every drawer at my desk. Inside my mostly empty bag at leas four times wondering if there's a Mary Poppins situation happening.
It is clear no one STOLE the dress, because to get to it they'd have had to dig past the MacBook Pro that's been on top of it every time I went outside. The dress is just ... gone.
I have no resolution to these tweets! I am left with nothing but questions and a missing (ugly) dress! And I'm out, like, a weekend's wine money on it to the gremlins who apparently stole it from the dark recesses of my bag to make nests out of it in the Netherworld.
Sadly not this time, though that did happen to me once in DC, except it was a shoe I had been wearing that morning that was still on the trackbed at Union Station when I got home that night.https://twitter.com/karenworkman/status/1007406010447822848?s=21 …
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