So, on the way to work yesterday. Got on the train, couldn't put my folder where I normally put it, so went diagonally opposite to my usual slot.
Got the iPad out, put the rucksack on the shelf, took my summer gloves off and reached round to put them in my bike helmet, just like I do most mornings.
Get off the train, walk to the station exit and go to put my gloves on.
They aren't there... Weird right? Who would take my gloves? Dd they fall out of the hat? Can't see them anywhere...
After about 5 minutes of puzzling, I give up, and set off to work sans gloves. Only then, after getting the legs into gear does the brain work out that...
I just donated my gloves to the owner of the OTHER folded bike. Sigh. There is someone else wondering why they have a new pair of cycling gloves in their hat.
Hope they like them!
Got the iPad out, put the rucksack on the shelf, took my summer gloves off and reached round to put them in my bike helmet, just like I do most mornings.
Get off the train, walk to the station exit and go to put my gloves on.
They aren't there... Weird right? Who would take my gloves? Dd they fall out of the hat? Can't see them anywhere...
After about 5 minutes of puzzling, I give up, and set off to work sans gloves. Only then, after getting the legs into gear does the brain work out that...
I just donated my gloves to the owner of the OTHER folded bike. Sigh. There is someone else wondering why they have a new pair of cycling gloves in their hat.
Hope they like them!