Last weekend a whole group of us went to Dallas, TX for a conference. I roomed with one of my very best friends in the world, AH, and another friend, Nita.
The trip down was VERY long as we got a “stowaway” in our vehicle with us that none of us were expecting to ride with. Without going into a LOT of detail, let’s suffice it to say that NONE of the 3 of us knew this gentleman and he was supposed to ride in another car group. Somehow we got stuck with him. It’s not that he was an awful person, but, why the end of the almost 12 hour car ride he was lucky one of us hadn’t suffocated him with a pillow in his sleep! We ditched that negative Nelly as soon as we got to Dallas and never looked back!
We had a great weekend (after the ditching). We learned a lot, had great food, great times. On Thursday we had a GREAT speaker, Gary Coxe, who spoke about facing our fears and not letting them hold us back. In this case, his demonstration was a woman he picked from the audience who was deathly afraid of snakes and by the end of the evening he had her holding that snake in her hands! So the weekend theme became “Handling your snake!”
Friday night I actually got to meet in person another friend I’ve “met” through the blogosphere, Angelia over at Living, Loving, Laughing. It was wonderful. We had a great time and it was so good to meet someone so wonderful that I would probably never have had an opportunity to meet had it not been for our bloggy family here.
We went to a nice Mexican restaurant, Uncle Julios, and then went to a Karaoke bar. AND I HELD MY SNAKE! I have NEVER sung in public for anyone and I did it! I’m not saying I did it well, but I did it. The most terrifying thing I’ve ever done. And she still liked me!
Saturday was continuing education all day and an 80’s party that night which was a lot of fun. Brought back lots of memories. So by Sunday morning we were tired. We took our time getting up and getting packed. We loaded the car and went across the street to eat lunch at Denny’s before we hit the road. My friend, AH, has a Subaru Baja. It has an open bed like a pickup truck, not a trunk.
After we finished eating, we determined that Nita was going to drive first so my friend AH could do some work while we were traveling. Nita and I hopped in the front seat while AH went to the bed of the baja to get her laptop. The next thing we hear is:
AH: Hey guys? Where did you put my laptop?
ME and Nita (almost simultaneously): In the back, in the extender part.
AH: Are you SURE?
Us: Yes, we packed it in there right before we came over here.
AH: OMG… someone stole my laptop! OMG. OMG. OMG… I KNOW better than to leave it in the back of the vehicle. We don’t know this area. I can’t BELIEVE that we did that! All my stuff was on there!
By now Nita and I are out of the Baja and headed to the back of it: Did you look UNDER the garment bag? That’s where we put it.
AH: No, it’s not here.
Me (after moving the garment bag and now pointing to her grey laptop bag): Here it is! Right here…
AH: THAT is NOT my bag. I swear it’s not. Where did you get that bag?
Nita and I exchange a confused glance: That’s the bag that has been in the hotel room ALL weekend!
AH: No, it’s NOT my bag, I swear it’s not!
Me: Did you LOOK in the bag?
AH: But it’s NOT my bag!
I open the bag and pull out a laptop: Ummm, is this your laptop?
AH: WOW… yeah. But, that’s NOT my bag! They stole my bag and left me theirs… I swear that’s not my bag.
Me: What else did you have in the bag? Files or anything?
AH: No, I cleaned them all out of my bag before I left. It was just my computer, and my wireless card and my laptop cord.
Me: WHY would someone steal your bag and go to the trouble to transfer YOUR computer to their bag and leave it? AH, I swear that I’m pretty sure that is the bag that has been in our hotel room all weekend!
I look in the side pocket and there were her wireless card and laptop cord.
Me: This HAS to be your bag. Here’s your wireless card and your power cord.
AH: I’m just so confused… why would someone steal my bag?
Nita and I both tried to convince her it WAS the bag that had been in our room all weekend and if she had cleaned out her bag and there was nothing in it and she still had her computer, cord & wireless card, why sweat it? BUT…. Why would ANY criminal go to the trouble of taking her laptop, wireless card & cord & transferring them to another bag? Wouldn’t they just take it all & leave? We finally got her calmed down enough to get in the car so we could leave.
About 10 or 15 miles down the road, Nita says: AH Didn’t your husband pack your computer bag for you because we were running late and you were packing your suitcase?
AH: I think you’re right! That must be my youngest’s computer bag!
So just like THAT…. It was over as quickly as it started…. Bless her heart!