Stress, Stress, Stress

Yesterday I lost both my keys and my phone on two separate occasions...

Once I was up and out of bed and ready etc, I was just about to leave the flat when I noticed my keys were missing. I searched everywhere for them and they were nowhere to be seen. Edzell had left a message on my mobile to say that my flatmates cheques had bounced and I was to ask him to call into the office first thing the next day to pay up or we would get evicted. What had happened was that I think he had enough funds in the bank but he hadn't cancelled the cheque he had sent a month earlier. At the time, Edzell claimed not to have received this. Once they had received his second cheque (for the full amount) they paid both in, causing Shagger's account to go overdrawn. Whether this was deliberate I don't know but when I spoke to the guy on the phone and questioned this, he pleaded ignorance. I then texted Shagger to let him know the situation.

Whilst I was on the phone, I asked Edzell if I could get some spare keys, so they agreed to let me borrow copies which I could get cut. I went to the office (in Shawlands) and then got the keys cut. Once I returned to the flat I found out that the key for the inner door didn't work! I'd spent a fiver getting those cut so felt a bit conned. I was determined not to stay in the flat and I'd planned to go to Prestwick to visit my parents, so I texted Shagger (who was at work) to let him know I'd left the front door unlocked, and to come straight home after work to make sure the door was locked.

I got the number 12 bus into town. Once I'd got off the bus I realised I didn't have my phone - I must've left it on the seat! I then chased the bus round a few streets, to eventually catch it at a stop. Before I could get on, I was hindered by a guy in front arguing with the bus driver. Eventually he just got on the bus despite the driver telling him he couldn't do so. I then got on to look for my phone. A foreign guy was now sitting in what had been my seat. I tried to explain to him I may have left my phone but he was having trouble understanding. Eventually the guy who had got on in front of me helped me out by asking the foreign guy to stand up. I then searched the floor and the seat but no sign of the phone. This was quite embarrassing as the bus was crowded. I was also still sweating from chasing the bus. Eventually I gave up and got off at the next stop. Maybe someone had found the phone, but I wasn't to know. In retrospect maybe I could've borrowed someone else's phone and called my number to see if it would ring but at the time I was a bit too stressed.

I also nearly missed the bank, but luckily I got there with 5 minutes to spare, in time to pay in Shagger's cheque which he'd gave me - I hope it doesn't bounce!

I then went for a coffee and got the train back to Prestwick. The first thing I did was phone o2 to bar my phone just in case some ned tried to use it. They said they'd send me a replacement SIM card free of charge. I tried calling Shagger from Prestwick to see if he'd sorted out the rent situation and seen my keys, but no answer. This morning he responded to my voicemail to say it was sorted and he was just to send Edzell another cheque, and also that my keys were behind a picture frame. - how they got there I don't know. My theory was that Shagger had perhaps lost his when out on the piss the night before and borrowed mine for the day.

Anyway, what I'll do is I'll phone First buses tomorrow and see if by chance anyone's handed my phone in. If not, I'll have to get a new one. Luckily I stored all my numbers on an old SIM card as a precaution.