Sunday, June 3, 2018

mystery solved

I love my Contigo, and rely on it every day I work to help keep me hydrated.



I fill it with either hot or iced tea.  Today was busy and I drink only half. And, spill coffee from another drink down the front of my white Comme des Garcons blouse, the one with little bows down the front.

I take a Via home, have a solo-dinner, read a bit, watch some TV, and go to bed.

This morning I am getting ready to leave. I take a cut up apple, like I do every day I work, and go to fill my Contigo. It's then I notice that I don't have it. Shoot. I must have left it at work.

But when I arrive at work I don't find it. My Contigo is not on the counter near the register where I must have left it last night. I check all the drawers and cabinets. I ask everyone who stayed after I left. Nope. It's gone. Hard to believe that anyone would steal a half-filled thermos. 

One of my colleagues suggests I call our AP (Asset Protection) department as they have cameras next to all the registers. 

Sunday is distressingly slow, so I call. 

I explain what happened. I realize that this is not important, but hey, if it's easy to check, I'd love to know. "No problem," the AP guy tells me over the phone.

"Okay, so this must have happened between 6:30 and 7:30 last night. I work next to register 123," I begin.

A few minutes pass and the AP guy says, "Got it. Where's the thermos?"

"Against the wall, to the left of the register."

"Tall. Blue, Yup, I see it."

"Great. Do you see anyone taking it?"

"Hold on."

"No problem." A few minutes pass.

"Okay. Yes. I see someone."

"Great."  I feel like I'm on Dateline watching video footage of some could-be murderer.

"It's a woman. She's taking the thermos and putting it in her bag."

Wow. I'm thinking. Now I'll know. Probably a customer, as none of my colleagues would do this.

"What does she look like?" I ask.

"She has dark hair, kind of wavy."

I'm getting a bad feeling.  "What is she wearing? 

"She has on a white blouse with bows down the front and a black skirt."

She has on what I was wearing yesterday. The she is me.

I feel so stupid. I must have left my Contigo in the Via.

Before hanging up, I thank the AP guy, and confess. "The woman in the video is me."

He's polite, but I can already picture him after he hangs up. "Hey, listen to this...", as he begins his story to the rest of the AP staff.


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