Who steals an umbrella?
Seriously, who the hell steals an umbrella?
I parked my umbrella in a provided “umbrella bucket” while dining last night at Gabriela’s. When I returned to pick it up it was gone.
It was a tiny Totes umbrella, so I highly doubt someone mistook mine for theirs.
Gabriela’s isn’t a high end restaurant, per se, but it’s a pretty nice place. Just another reminder that class has nothing to do with how much money you have or where you eat.
Amy generously donated hers and she shared Dave’s umbrella with him, so I got home dry. Angry, but dry.
June 5, 2006@9:08 PM
[…] This is the second post in an as-yet-untitled series. I’m thinking of titling the series either “Tales of Petty Angst” or “Letting the Little Things Win”. (The first post in this series was “Who steals an Umbrella?“) […]