One year ago I met a stranger who's name I'm not willing to disclose just in case he actually reads my blog, (I wouldn't want him to get freaked out) so let's call this stranger... A.
As I recall it was a Saturday night, just the same as this year thanks to it being Leap Year, when a group of lovely ladies decided it would be a perfect night for a drink or two... or three. With intentions of coming home at a decent hour on relatively steady legs we set off for what was then known as Rockbar. Being the free soul that I believe I am, I chose to go completely commando.. a detail I maybe should keep to myself but it is much too liberating for me to leave out.
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| I'm the one in the red :) |
I don't think A and I ever actually made it to the dance floor but I do know we had some pretty decent conversation out on the patio. At the end of the night I was invited back to A's friends place, little did I know it was so far from where we were/where I lived. Half way through the 45ish minute taxi ride I started getting a little nervous, especially after sobering up enough to realize that I was the only chick in a car full of dudes that I had no idea who they were or where we were going. Slightly stupid on my part but an adventure none the less.
We pulled up to this gigantic house. I remember being in awe of how beautiful and grand it was. I think it was A that gave me a short tour of the inside, favorite part was one of the closet's being the same size (if not bigger) as my dorm room back at the university. From here on out the memories seem to get a wee bit more blurry. There was a hot tub at some point and beers and god only knows what else!
The first 10 seconds after waking up was one feeling I'll never forget. The room was so bright, and all the sheets and walls were white, it was blinding. Then rolling over to find a very inked up arm under my head was another one of those.. o-m-f-g... moments. Carefully looking around for my belongings and noticing a chunk of hair extensions sprawled out on the bed was very embarrassing... ha ha to this day I still don't know if A remembers seeing that... poor guy... I would have been totally terrified if some chicks hair started falling out in huge pieces... eek!
Next was the sheer panic of not knowing what time it was/where I was/who I was with... after laying there silently for a few minutes, waiting for the pieces of the night to fall back into my memory (and for the room to stop spinning) A woke up and things started to make more sense. Except for the fact that my cellphone, wallet containing my building keys, money, debit card, license and camera was no where to be found. Being the gentleman that A is, he helped me look eeeeverywhere for that damn wallet. Sadly nothing could be found.
A and his friend drove me back across the city so I could complete my "walk of shame" very grandly as I was locked out of my dorm building for a solid 15 minutes in the same dress I had been wearing the night prior, no shoes on, crazy hair, and makeup everywhere. I think I was still in shock at this moment because I remember telling a few friends on my floor about my crazy night and didn't seem too worried about losing my things... until later that day.
I called every single cab company I could think of in search for my damn things. I had A's number to check back to see if anything had turned up. It is such a pain to replace all those things, all the lines, fees and waiting. Ugh. But in the end totally worth it.
A ended up texting me later that month and eventually come up to The Pas for a few visits that summer. We both kind of forgot when we started dating, so we picked a day... sometime in June I believe (I'm so bad for remember those kinds of things).
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| It's so funny how life works out :) |
Then he asked if my name was Sydney and I almost lost my shit. I thought for sure I was going to get robbed or shot or something bad. I didn't reply and reached for the door handle when he asked if I had lost a cellphone about a year ago. I couldn't even think with the horror movie of what could happen playing in my mind. He then asked if I had also lost a wallet with a couple things inside. It clicked then that why yes... yes indeed I did lose my wallet that crazy night last April Fools Day... ah ha!
He told me that he had tried numerous times to contact me but for some reason we never connected until that random moment when I interrupted his supper because I was too lazy to walk 15 more minutes in the cold to my apartment building.
After dropping me off at my apartment he said he would be back in 15 minutes with my things and to watch for him. I wasn't fully confident that he would actually return but to no avail he did. With almost all of my missing belongings too! (even the money that was left in it!) The only thing that was missing was my new camera and cellphone case. I don't blame him though. I would have sold/kept that camera too it was a nice one. Although, he did creepily assure me that he had saved all my photos on his computer and that he could drop those off on a flashdrive if i wanted... ahh... weird... no thanks.
Some call it luck, others call it karma, I just think its insane that I didn't buy a lottery ticket that night haha!I wish my April Fool's Day this year was as exciting as it was last year, but instead I worked and then camped out in the library computer lab. Fun fun fun! I hope you all have a great day full of pranks and schemes :)
Hugs&Cuddles
XXOX
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