tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post5426412049263566308..comments2008-01-21T20:22:33.941-05:00lfarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850950399622401385noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-79783136466501507932008-01-21T20:22:33.941-05:002008-01-21T20:22:33.941-05:00It is weird that in the middle of a catastrophe, the self-deprecating narrator hops into my head, and voila... blog fodder!!<BR/>Ridiculously bad luck suddenly has a purpose...<BR/><BR/>Seriously, though, this sucks beyond belief. I would pretty much be having a panic attack and explaining step-by-step why I need my bag to the exasperated train guy.Princess Pointfulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10911296163218358167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-22267985851288508052008-01-18T22:39:08.030-05:002008-01-18T22:39:08.030-05:00That really, really sucks that you lost your stuff, Lisa. :(zandriahttp://zandria.usnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-53104728386044719802008-01-18T12:51:40.662-05:002008-01-18T12:51:40.662-05:00I hope that you found your bag - I think that I would have a nervous breakdown if I lost one of my lululemon tops!moardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12758859335935269903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-6508000665527923072008-01-18T07:49:14.113-05:002008-01-18T07:49:14.113-05:00Great story! I have also found myself writing posts in my head as they happen. Shame about your bag. I think I know Pringle Man; Ive seen him on the train a lot, usually sitting next to Drop Sandwhich Filling All Over The Seat Man.SMARTBuddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604053240503232333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-7580513200914605052008-01-17T22:18:57.305-05:002008-01-17T22:18:57.305-05:00I may have laughed a bit at this post, because oh my goodness, I would DIE if I lost all that valuable stuff! I would definitely cry.<BR/><BR/>Did you ever recover the lost bag?Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17705536790775663797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-87451472140925842802008-01-17T20:39:36.196-05:002008-01-17T20:39:36.196-05:00I really really really hope you get your bag back. I'm keeping the vigil - after all, it was lost among some honest, friendly Canadians, right?<BR/><BR/>P.S. I probably would have lost my bag in that situation, too, and having nobody else to blame sucks.Gillianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07901774320923486057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-9316393353627556232008-01-17T19:50:18.572-05:002008-01-17T19:50:18.572-05:00Gahhh that sucks! I think you officially had a Bad Day. I would cry too, and it would also be ugly, snot-filled, and embarrassing. I totally feel for you. You are definitely in need of some hot chocolate spiked with Bailey's. So come on over.Virginiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03235645151961551423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-49917271391876081992008-01-17T19:20:35.804-05:002008-01-17T19:20:35.804-05:00Ah, that sucks. I hope it turns up. Damn public transport really stinks, no matter where in the world you are! :(Katiehttp://www.byootaful.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-6780385725104051422008-01-17T18:50:25.603-05:002008-01-17T18:50:25.603-05:00Great post. I wish I had time to write such good and lengthy posts!<BR/><BR/>And i think its a common blogger phenomenon - writing a blog post in your subconsciousMiss Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13892579984872695632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-79310208142065641012008-01-17T17:53:48.821-05:002008-01-17T17:53:48.821-05:00I'm so sorry, hopefully the karma gods will bless you with your stuff being at lost and found waiting for you. Also? I love lululemon.Vanessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14149777435132497067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-64453481808839011802008-01-17T17:06:25.099-05:002008-01-17T17:06:25.099-05:00I would totally cry if I lost a Lululemon tank top. Those bitches are EXPENSIVE!L Sasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09852624970958809824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-16830237776383156852008-01-17T15:50:43.131-05:002008-01-17T15:50:43.131-05:00God that sucks! I have to say though, the first thing I thought to comment on was when you said boogers shot out of your nose. I HATE THAT. Totally happens to me all the time when I snort/laugh. I hope you get your stuff back.Captain Backfirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13448108827138724817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-9814979770210780902008-01-17T15:50:31.128-05:002008-01-17T15:50:31.128-05:00On my way back from Mexico, I thought I'd be all smart and efficient and carry on my one suitcase that I had previously checked in when flying into Mexico. I threw my bag onto the x-ray machine and then all of the sudden, some non-english speaking woman is opening my bag, grabbing all of my hair products, lotions, even my nail polish remover, and chunking them into the trash!!!! NOOOO! MYYY STUUUFFFFFF!!!!<BR/><BR/>But I never wrote a blog post about it, because I still feel pretty stupid about forgetting the 3 oz liquid rule.Tina Vazirihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14890138353657962397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-68334215761380144562008-01-17T15:50:04.680-05:002008-01-17T15:50:04.680-05:00Although this was a terrible experience you definitely made it entertaining :) <BR/><BR/>*sending thoughts to the go transit people to find your bag and fix their trains*Katelinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15994241556437259884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-46535903049058952342008-01-17T15:49:04.682-05:002008-01-17T15:49:04.682-05:00I'm angry on your behalf re: your bag but I'm also angry about the people trying to push off the train in front of you, and the dude trying to push in front of you in the bus queue. Well done you on sticking to your guns on that - these kinda people make me maaaad...PrincessPollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09027059943534434125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-3938868920604995572008-01-17T14:47:09.603-05:002008-01-17T14:47:09.603-05:00Excellent post, I started reading it casually, but didn't stop, not even to get my glasses (reading glasses) and now ah my eyes hurt.<BR/><BR/>Ohhh nooo not a bagful of your favorite things, I'd cry, I'd fight, I'd throw a tantrum. I hope you find your bag. Have a better day today....anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07414817964629791250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-14677413106821888082008-01-17T14:23:11.910-05:002008-01-17T14:23:11.910-05:00Not only did I love the layout and flow of this post, you make me happy with your serious/funny at the same time-ness.<BR/><BR/>And don't worry, I do that too, the blogging in my head as something's actually still happening. Which either means it's normal because we both do it, or we're both just straight up and down crazy.<BR/><BR/>ps- I always cry when I'm frustrated. I would have been much more the freak than you. :)nicoleantoinettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01867096106743131289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-14782041505874392262008-01-17T14:20:20.091-05:002008-01-17T14:20:20.091-05:00you pour thing. I feel your pain. >>> prayers for the finding of the bag>>><BR/><BR/>this makes me really good that my town is too small for trains.puremotifhttp://puremotif.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-89631240124886487532008-01-17T14:10:22.107-05:002008-01-17T14:10:22.107-05:00I'll never look at Pringles the same way againSo@24http://www.blogger.com/profile/18279738816559913671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-90205855860554539142008-01-17T13:54:07.940-05:002008-01-17T13:54:07.940-05:00Ohhhh my God Lisa that sucks so bad!!! I know exactly how upset I'd be if that happened to me, too! And yes, I did feel like I was there with you because you described it so perfectly. And as Brianna said, when something bad happens at least you'll have an awesome blog post (which this one was)!<BR/><BR/>I left a couple of really awesome shirts in a drawer in my hotel room in Atlantic City last year—including my favorite shirt. AND I left a brand new pair of shorts with the tag still on them.<BR/><BR/>Also? I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to get my ass off the treadmill and over to Wendy's.Valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06673694596820351948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-10192927983286181182008-01-17T13:43:31.158-05:002008-01-17T13:43:31.158-05:00OMG that's like my worst nightmare! You poor thing. It once took me 2 hours to get home from Manhattan because barely any trains run after midnight and I was definitely crying while trying to get home. (Cause I was too cheap to take a cab, like I should have done in the first place!Lacey Beanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295262934122471371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-57055802348216782732008-01-17T13:41:51.339-05:002008-01-17T13:41:51.339-05:00Boo! I think it should be a law for a bad day to turn into a very bad day. <BR/>Especially when there is transportation involved. <BR/>Actually I forbid it to ever happen again. <BR/>I can do this. <BR/>It's in my jurisdiction as Supreme Emperess of the Universe.ablogofherownhttp://ablogofherown.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-42452829401397248532008-01-17T13:20:33.537-05:002008-01-17T13:20:33.537-05:00Oh no! I will definitely pray that you get your stuff back. Losing things is enough to make anyone stressed out! However, at least you didn't have any money/credit cards/address information in there! I'm sure no one stole it...they probably just picked it up while cleaning the train (I say this because Mr. Pringle's trash was gone...eeew, Mr. Pringles with your greasy hands and crumbs!)ChasingParadisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669064372389287716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-11342754551660812332008-01-17T13:07:30.478-05:002008-01-17T13:07:30.478-05:00that officially sucks! i hope you get your bag back!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376890270664282390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087356547150655138.post-80039904829367192832008-01-17T13:00:46.348-05:002008-01-17T13:00:46.348-05:00very sad indeed. let us know if they find it!Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07472700554030467407noreply@blogger.com