Don't leave stuff behind!

OK then. It was my fault. I left my leather jacket behind at the motel.

I didn’t do my pre-flight checks: bathroom cabinet, under the bed, fridge (minibar untouched), bible left in bedside table (unread), under the bed, take shampoo and coffee, underwear and shirt packed away. I had given the room a once-over. It wasn’t enough. The wardrobe was overlooked. I departed, sans jacket.

The nice people at the motel left a message on the cell phone. Why had I turned its volume down? I could have turned around.

Back home. Phone motel. Standard practice is for me to send a prepaid courier pack to them. OK. It was still Labour Weekend. It can wait until Tuesday.

I was too busy and forgot until Thursday.

Go to local courier. Wait for several minutes for service. Must be morning tea. I became familiar with their early Disney wall decor.

“Can’t send an empty pack. It has to be filled and signed for in front courier staff. 9/11 and all that. Suggest you try a post shop. They do things differently.”

Drive to post shop. Find a suitable, large bag. It’s only $4.00. Wait in line for several minutes. That wasn’t different.

“I’d like to prepay postage for this and also send it to Whakatane, please.”

“You can’t do that. Postage depends on weight. It has to be weighed before it can be sent.”

“Oh. What is the solution? I left something at a motel.”

“Get the motel to organise a courier.”

Hmmm. Do I know anybody going to Whakatane?. Not this side of Christmas.

Phone motel. Would they mind keeping the jacket until after Christmas?

Not a problem. We will courier it to you.

Thank goodness for helpful people.

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