Sunday, November 15, 2009

orphaned suitcase

I was in Atlanta for work this weekend. For a little over 48 hrs. A whirlwind trip. But I'm back in New York now and thankful for my weekend - which has just begun. Slept so hard last night it was almost painful to wake up.

This morning I left my apartment to go get a bagel from the cafe up the street. In the hallway of my apartment building I saw a black suitcase. I checked the tags and noticed it had been sent via the same airline I flew and had come to LaGuardia airport from Atlanta. No ID tags. My building is small with not many apartments in it. I knew the odds of this being a coincidence were slim. The airline probably misdelivered the suitcase to my address. I figured I'd call them just in case when I got home.

I returned home just a few minutes ago after being gone for about an hour and the suitcase was gone. Did I imagine it? It has been a long and exhausting weekend and a mirage isn't out of the question. So strange...

How has everyone else's weekend been?

3 comments:

Ms. M said...

That's so strange! I'm sure that you didn't imagine it...

A good day to be back in New York-- with the great weather!

MCW said...

That is a little weird...glad you didn't take it into your apartment for safe keeping!

Meg said...

That's really strange. Maybe it was a person you were destined to meet. And when you meet him or her you'll be all "we were in ATlanta at the SAME TIME!"