Somewhere in the last two weeks, the shop acquired a navy or black London Fog windbreaker. It doesn't belong to any of us. If you think it might be yours, please call or stop by to identify it!
And will the person who called me last week (or possibly the week before) to ask if we'd found a bag with brand-new shoes in it, please call again? I was mistaken when I said we had not. (All those of you who didn't leave a new pair of shoes behind, don't get excited: we'll be asking callers to identify the shoes in question, and besides, they're probably not your size anyway.)
Didn't Freud say that leaving things behind was the sign of an unconscious desire to return to that place?
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Hi, Lisa,
Your blog entry is off by a day. I'm reading it in the Midwest at around 6:00 p.m. on Sunday, October 29...
Yeah, I dated every receipt I wrote yesterday wrong, too. Just too eager for Halloween, I guess!
The london fog black rubber jacket.. its MINE!!! I called but you are at stitches. I am SO glad you found it. I'll drop by!!!
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