so yesterday i had a nice day with a friend in zürich visiting
this museum, taking photos, and trying to fucking get around despite the fact that demonstrations were taking place that closed up streets.
at the end of the day, because we were waiting for our train, my friend and i decided to go to starbucks and have a coffee. some jerks sat behind me with a bunch of skiing equipment (lol switzerland
) that pressed up against the back of my chair (where i hung my purse). when we had to go, i left my purse behind by accident, due to the circumstances:
a) i couldn't see it because of the ski equipment
b) the weight on my shoulder normally made by my purse was replaced by my camera (strap over shoulder)
c) we were running late and had to bust ass to get to the train
i didn't realize it until we were back in our town (20 minutes away) and i said to my friend "oh, shit, i left my purse at starbucks!"
he tried to use his iphone to find which fucking starbucks out of the like 40 in the city that we had been to (they all look the fucking same, hah) but with a combination of shitty cellphone reception in the main station and the fact that he was in a rush, he didn't manage to find it.
so i went home and busted my ass with jarosh looking at photos of all the starbucks in zürich trying to figure out which one we had visited, when my friend finally sends me a message with the address and phone number, since i guess he either remembered or systematically eliminated all the others.
i made jarosh call because i was too fucking nervous.
he called,
he asked "hey did anyone turn in a lost, small white purse there?"
and they said yes.
i guess the life lesson here is:
- switzerland is full of rich people so they don't need to steal some foreigner's purse
- starbucks is full of rich people so they don't need to steal some foreigner's purse
- starbucks needs to make their fucking cafes look different
anonymous person who gave my purse back
underpaid starbucks worker who decided not to keep it
jarosh
