The story I left a knit cap on a bus
I thought it was time to buy a new knit cap 5 minutes after I got of the bus from a skiing ground I frequently go. I couldn't find my knit cap although I searched into every pocket I could imagine.
I had the cap on when I road on the bus, and on the bus I was so sleepy that I fell asleep for half an hour, and then I was about to get off the bus to go to a Chinese restaurant. When I was getting off I looked around my seat holding my ski set and baggage. Nothing seemed to be found and I thought everything was OK. After I noticed that I lost the cap, I entered the restaurant in a little disappointed mood.
As soon as I got home, I telephoned to the city transportation office. An employee answered the call. I was nervous to start, but anyway I started to tell him about the bus I road. Next it was time to explain what I had lost. I struggled with explaining what the cap looks like. It was a soft cap with neither brim nor peak. The major part of it was gray and the edge was navy, and its back was dark gray, or almost black. The employee who answered the call told me that he'd call back later if it was found. I didn't have a call that day.
The next day, my mother told me that the cap was found. I called back later and told the employee that it'd be convenient if I could receive near the central station from which I walk to work. It was the day before I go to work for the first time in this year.
I went to the lost and found corner after my first workday of the year. I began to speak in a little bit nervous mood,
"I ...,
I'm hear for a cap I lost the day before and found yesterday at XXX office."
I filled in address, name, and showed my driver's license.
In this way, I have my knit cap again.
The year before too, I left the cap on a bus when I went to the skiing ground. At that day it was too stormy for the carrier to operate the skiing ground. I, with two passengers, had to wait in the closed restaurant for one and half hour for the next bus for return trip. In the restaurant I noticed that I lost the cap. Fortunately enough the bus I rode after an hour was the same car I had rode to get to the skiing ground. I proved around the seat I had sit when the bus was traveling to the skiing ground, and lo and behold, there was the cap under the seat.
I should be more careful about my knit cap when I'm going to skiing, now that my helmet replaced it for the role keeping me warm while skiing, and the cap's role has been limited to keeping me warm when walking outside transferring transportation.
I had the cap on when I road on the bus, and on the bus I was so sleepy that I fell asleep for half an hour, and then I was about to get off the bus to go to a Chinese restaurant. When I was getting off I looked around my seat holding my ski set and baggage. Nothing seemed to be found and I thought everything was OK. After I noticed that I lost the cap, I entered the restaurant in a little disappointed mood.
As soon as I got home, I telephoned to the city transportation office. An employee answered the call. I was nervous to start, but anyway I started to tell him about the bus I road. Next it was time to explain what I had lost. I struggled with explaining what the cap looks like. It was a soft cap with neither brim nor peak. The major part of it was gray and the edge was navy, and its back was dark gray, or almost black. The employee who answered the call told me that he'd call back later if it was found. I didn't have a call that day.
The next day, my mother told me that the cap was found. I called back later and told the employee that it'd be convenient if I could receive near the central station from which I walk to work. It was the day before I go to work for the first time in this year.
I went to the lost and found corner after my first workday of the year. I began to speak in a little bit nervous mood,
"I ...,
I'm hear for a cap I lost the day before and found yesterday at XXX office."
I filled in address, name, and showed my driver's license.
In this way, I have my knit cap again.
The year before too, I left the cap on a bus when I went to the skiing ground. At that day it was too stormy for the carrier to operate the skiing ground. I, with two passengers, had to wait in the closed restaurant for one and half hour for the next bus for return trip. In the restaurant I noticed that I lost the cap. Fortunately enough the bus I rode after an hour was the same car I had rode to get to the skiing ground. I proved around the seat I had sit when the bus was traveling to the skiing ground, and lo and behold, there was the cap under the seat.
I should be more careful about my knit cap when I'm going to skiing, now that my helmet replaced it for the role keeping me warm while skiing, and the cap's role has been limited to keeping me warm when walking outside transferring transportation.
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