Losing my marbles
August 26th, 2004Grr. Left my umbrella in the pub on Tuesday night, and my phone in the back of a taxi last night. Not happy. The bureaucracy involved is tedious (though not too painful) but it means I am going to be wet and unable to communicate until I get them back (or, more likely, get replacements).
Endsleigh (my phone insurers) were unintentionally hilarious though, when I rang them to make the claim I was put on hold, the music of choice being Gabrielle’s “Out Of Reach”. Surely not the right tune to hear if you’ve just lost something expensive or important?