whadda...!!!!!

This piece is in memory of my much-loved jacket which vanished in plain sight several minutes ago.

I distinctly remember it flailing here and there as I rushed off from the mrt to go to breadtalk to buy me some bread. I must tell you that I woke up dreaming of fire floss, thus, my resolve to have it before I subject myself to another day of hard labor (at the office, that's where).

I was quite fast I reached the store in one minute flat. I took a quick look at my trusty old jacket. It was still there. Fine. As usual, I was greeted by the delicious smell of yummy breads in all shapes and sizes. I went to the left side of the kinda v-shaped store precisely because that was where I saw the heavenly fire floss. I was so caught up on deciding which ones had the most toppings I didn’t notice my treasured possession slipped away from my bag. I rushed to the counter at the junction a few feet away and waited for the lady to leave as she had already paid for her loot. I reached for my bag to take out my wallet. Then it hit me. The jacket was gone. Unfazed, I took a few steps back and craned my neck to scan the left side of the store where I’d been. Nothing there. Who the f*^%^*# took it? And by golly, why? It was relatively worn out, for one.

The whole incident happened in only under six minutes and the place was not even packed with hungry wolves, er, people yet. There were just three or four other ladies there so…. Whatever. I still couldn’t accept the fact that my jacket was nowhere there.

It’s a little crazy. You see, we shopped from time to time and as far as I know, people wouldn’t care much less took interest in your goods even if you left them in one corner to go somewhere else (buy a forgotten item, go to the restroom, etc) before heading home.

I was just so sore about the whole thing, I guess. That jacket was witness to a number of memorable events of my life.