You are NOT going to believe what happened to me.
Just not going to believe it.
I went to the mall by myself today.
WAIT
Irony.
I was first offered company by Tim but I denied and said I would be fine fine fine. I mean it's a MALL. People everywhere. But THAT was just my problem.
SO I went alone to wander around a bit and possibly stop in and look at iPods. I looked at the iPods and they didn't have the product(RED) one there. They told me, however, "you can buy a regular one here and we'll donate to the product(RED) foundation though". I found that fishy and didn't do it. The whole idea of (RED) is that you aren't just donating to a charity, you are joining an organization and displaying the fact that you're all for the HIV/AIDS fight in Africa. It's supposed to be that people say "nice red item" and you say "this is what I'm supporting, you should too". See? I didn't believe this store so I left.
I digress.....
Then I went to Coles (supermarket) to buy some butter. Just butter. Nothing else.
Then I remembered there were these sweaters at the Cotton store and I wanted to see if they were on sale because I didn't bring many warm clothes and it gets cold at night. They were. So I went in the dressing room to try one on. But not before the guy outside of the dressing room told me to leave my bag outside the dressing room. I had all my things in my hands and I was a bit flustered by this guy stopping me so I slid the things in my hands into my butter bag (ie my cell phone and tram pass for the day).
Didn't like the sweater.
Came out.
4 other girls were panicking. Apparently whilst changing, someone came and stole our bags.
Including (but not limited to) my bag with my butter and my cell phone. The other girls lost TONS and TONS of clothes. I had even seen it all sitting there and thought how much money these girls must have spent. They were all from expensive stores and fancy boutiques. And they were big bags too. The kind they give you when you buy boots or a huge coat. So it wasn't just t-shirts or CD's.
I had to fill out a ton of paperwork. They tried to give me the sweater for free but I didn't like it. So they let me pick out something else. I got a sweatshirt. And then they forced some nail polish on me.
It's pink.
Then they tried to give me this REALLY ugly bracelet but I was just REALLY mad and about to cry so I said no and left with my sweatshirt.
I went to customer service just in case the guy dropped the bag thinking "dumb groceries" and asked there. They said they had all their staff on a look out for the guy and my butter bag and cell phone. I left my name and what my phone looked like. She wanted a BETTER description than a pink LG cell phone with a color screen. What else can you say?! It's a CELL PHONE not a painting. She wanted a description of the butter too. I told her I didn't CARE about the butter. She told me she did.
Anyway I left. Mad. Bought a new tram ticket and came home. No one has called. I had given them Lindsay's number.
I put my new sweatshirt on and buried my face in my hood and moped and cried the whole way home. I'm not going to lie I came home and told Lindsay I wanted to come home. I mean what kind of horrible place have I come to?
They think we're bad and fat and wasteful? Well I've been robbed TWICE.
"That's what you get for coming to a country originally inhabited by criminals" I said. "What a horrible place" I said.
I laid in my bed and moped some more.
Then Danny gave me his old phone and said "a new SIM card is only about $20 dollars".
And Paris ordered pizza.
And I feel better.
But I'm not going to lie.
I was about to get on a plane and come home. I was about to say "Screw you Australia" and come home and work at Brio and go to WSU and be a normal college student with no goals or aspirations but to be a Middle School teacher. I was all ready to say "Who cares about learning about the world, the world is a horrible place. THIS is why Americans are ignorant". I did say it, in all actuality. And then I realized that this IS why Americans are ignorant. Because they can't handle the truth.
Could you imagine if I had gone to an actually DANGEROUS country? With my luck I would have been stolen by now. But I'm fine. And so far I've only lost a sandwich, an iPod, a phone and some butter.
Odd really. Seems I shouldn't ever carry food with me. It's apparently dangerous.
Lindsay says I'm like Eugene from "Hey Arnold". Not the one that breathes funny (though I am him too) but the one that always runs his bikes into things and gets hurt.
Anyway this wasn't the update you wanted but it's real life.
And I'm not going back
Into rags or in the hole
And our bruises are coming
But we will never fold
And i was your silver lining
As the story goes
I was your silver lining
But now I'm gold
-Rilo Kiley
Relevancy? Minimal. Inspiring? Very.
I love Rilo.
