Yesterday, on my way home, everything was passing normal. I was really looking forward to getting home for very geeky reasons (let’s leave it at WOW and UI).

Just after the man looked at my train pass I noticed that something was leaking on my seat. It’s my bag. I open it and realise a whole bottle (500 ml) of Vitamin Water has spilt in my posey gaylord Crumpler bag.

I sat there uncomfortably for the next 45 minutes. Upon reaching my transfer station I emptied the contents of my bag into the garbage. Wow class guides, dripping with sweetened water and irony my posey gaylord McSweeny’s magazine, for some reason 100 loose T-pins and their ruined box.

Silently cursing all the while my face an arterial red.

The gate. The pocket check. The sodden bag of humiliation check. NO WALLET. Left on the left seat last most on the train to New York City.