I feel lower than an angleworm’s belly today. Why? My iPad Mini—one of Randy’s anniversary gift’s for me—was lost.
Haaaay. I’ve already spent hours and hours trying to analyse how I lost it, but I couldn’t come up with a definitive answer.
All I know was this: I went to the office of TOPS Catering this morning, talked to their account executive and brought out my iPad to show them pictures of the designs of the dessert buffet I like. I used it further to help Randy search for keywords on how to register to Smart’s Unlicalls (he has a spare Smart SIM that he wants to use to call a Smart subscriber; we’ve been loyal to Globe despite and in spite of everything). Randy borrowed my iPad for a while and then he returned it to me while I was busy flipping albums to look at TOPS Catering’s prowess at event styling. We were seated on the sofa and talking, waiting for the AE I was talking to to get off the phone. But since it seemed like the AE’s phone conversation with the other client would take a long time pa, I decided to leave and mouthed to her that I’ll just email and call her. In the car, Randy tasked me to call someone while he was driving to SM. When we arrived at SM, Randy proceeded to the men’s room while I bought this Buy 1 Take 1 Body Scrub from an Oryspa stall. Then, I inquired at a dermclinic—I asked whether they do Obagi Blue Peel because I want it done on Randy. After that, we proceeded to have lunch. While waiting for our orders, I opened my bag to get my iPad. To my surprise, it wasn’t there. I slightly panicked, but not for long because I figured I might have just left it in our car. My sweet husband offered to descend three floors down and go to the parking lot to check. I was kinda optimistic he’d return with my iPad. But when he texted me to call him, I started to panic. I appeased myself by thinking that I just left it in the office of TOPS. I called the AE of TOPS right away, and told them that I left my iPad there. They said they didn’t see any iPad. While on the phone they tried looking for it, but they didn’t. I told them I’d return there. Randy and I ate our lunch quickly and returned to TOPS. I tried looking for my iPad, but to no avail. The AEs there told me I could halughog their whole office for my peace of mind, and swore to me they were honest people. Randy and I halughog-ed our car further, praying that my iPad just fell off my seat. But alas, it was nowhere to be found. We debated on whether to return to SM and ask whether I left my iPad at Oryspa or at the dermclinic, but we both agreed that I couldn’t have possibly taken my iPad out of my bag at those times—it made no sense at all! So with heavy hearts, we just went home quickly to activate the “Find My iPhone” feature on my iCloud.
On the way home, I was speechless because of depression. Sweet Randy told me to stop worrying, and advised me to think that it was more depressing when his MacBook Pro was stolen by a crafty thief. I told him I can’t, and that I felt like I have to mourn my lost iPad. I loved it so much, notwithstanding the fact that Randy gave it to me on our anniversary. Randy told me that to compensate, we just book the cheaper hotel on our upcoming Hong Kong trip.
See, we were choosing between Residence G and Marco Polo hotels, which are both located at the most premium street in Hong Kong, Tsim Sha Tsui Road (I narrowed down my choices to these two hotels based on online reviews I read). Randy initially told me to book Marco Polo even though it was significantly more expensive than Residence G “to be sure”, because based on the photos and reviews, the “regular” rooms in Residence G are waaaay smaller than the “regular” rooms at Marco Polo.
And yeah, of course, the rooms at Marco Polo are cozier and lovelier. Despite Randy’s go-signal to splurge on hotel, I still hesitated and put off booking Marco Polo because the price difference between hotels was a whopping P8,000 for two nights! I mean, P8,000 is P8,000, right? That’s already a loooot of shopping money! Add to that the fact that we are also booked for a night at Disneyland Hotel (which is even more expensive!) So actually, I should be happy that our inner sensibilities won over our hedonistic urges by choosing Residence G. But as I was booking earlier, I felt guilty that we will be going to a crampier and less luxurious hotel as penance for my carelessness. It saddens me that my son and my husband are included in the “punishment”. But when I again realized that the price difference between the two hotels is a whopping P8,000 (almost half the price of the iPad Mini I lost), I realized I did the right choice.
And then, hold on: when I received the booking confirmation, I was surprised that:
- There would be an additional 10% service charge pa—the price of Marco Polo that I was checking was INCLUSIVE of the 10% service charge already! Hay naku!
- There was no free breakfast! I believe that Marco Polo’s price was already inclusive of breakfast, just as it usually is in reputable hotels!
Hay naku! Ang sasarap pa naman ng breakfast buffets ng hotels!!! So all in all, I guess we would just be saving more or less P4,000 lang: additional P1,500 to Hotel G because of the service charge, and another additional at least P3,500 for the supposed free breakfast buffets we would have had at Marco Polo for two mornings! Maghahanap na lang ako ng fast-food sa Hong Kong. Hmpft.
Anyway, another thing (rather, person) that ruins my day is an OA neighbor. If I were still with an uncontrollable and arrogant mouth (which I used to have…actually I still have it, together with a super palaban spirit, but I’m now taming both now), I’d have marched up to her house, give her a piece of my mind and then GLOAT about it on social media. And then I will give you, my readers, a blow-by-blow account. But I really am trying to change for the better, and I admit that we may have actually stepped on her toes indirectly (but not enough for her to have acted the way she did…far from even “enough”, actually). So all I’m going to say is that she’s part of the reasons why this day is such a bad day.
Right now, I feel better because I have already vented. I hope that I have dumped my all of my negative energy in the bottomless pit that is the cyberworld. Again, I thank you, my dear ones, for being such dears and “listening” to me cast my woes.
I don’t plan to wallow in self-pity all day, because I know I have a lot to be grateful for. And that includes a husband who did not succumb into nagging me about my carelessness and egging me to storm off to our neighbor’s, wielding a spear. And yeah, that includes having loyal (and newbie!) readers like you. Let’s all have a great day, and help me pray recover my iPad. I’ll run a birthday giveaway even without a sponsor, promise!
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