Did I Walk Under A Ladder?

Well, my streak of weird events continued yesterday. I met Gina after my two early classes, with the intent of getting some lunch with her. As it turns out, she had received a voicemail in the middle of class, from a person in Mish Mish (the local arts and crafts store), using my phone!

You may notice the peculiarities inherent in this story already. How did my phone, which I had picked up as I left my room yesterday morning, find itself in Mish Mish? Who was this mysterious Mish Mish employee, and how did they know to call Gina?

On the way to the store, Gina exclaimed that I was very weird for losing my phone. I had to agree, but by then, I was starting to see the whole situation as the latest in a string of wacky events occuring over the last few days.

The mystery unfolded quite nicely when we got to Mish Mish. Despite the store's statement that someone had simply found the phone on the street (the employee there most likely had no idea who had left it with them), my mom mentioned a nice girl named Debbie who had actually found it by the bookstore, a good three or four blocks away from Mish Mish. Debbie, it seems, found mom's number, called her, received Gina's number, then made her way to the store to drop it off. Why she picked that particular store, I have no idea. She may work there for all I know. The only other thing we know about Debbie is that she left the phone there for us to find. I can only infer that it must have just fell right out of my pocket when I was walking to class a few hours earlier.

I suppose this actually could be considered good luck on my part, because someone could have easily made off with my phone and made a number of calls to China and the FBI and the like. There are still nice people in the world. Thanks, Debbie, wherever you are!

... I also managed to buy the wrong book for my Environmental Engineering class. I had the wrong book for a whole week. This is very bad when you try to do the homework the night before it's due, thinking that it's going to be easy because the questions in the book are easy, and then it dawns on you that none of the question numbers match up with the assigned problems. Luckily, Tom's in my class and had the correct book, so I rushed through my homework on Sunday night.

This was another major kick in the pants, especially when I lost my receipt and Tech Bookstore wouldn't let me return my crappy, wrong book. But ha! Perhaps my luck is changing, because Tom also bought the wrong book and ended up giving it to Fred, so I'm going to abuse the system and return my book using his receipt.

Take that, Tech Bookstore!