As I was leaving work last night, my bike suffered a malfunction, causing the back wheel to become wedged against the frame. With no tools, and faced with carrying my bike home, I decided to call Jen and ask her to come pick me up. Thankfully she obliged and I met her at Elgin Place apartments on Doctor Penfield and Peel. I threw the bike in the back, jumped in the car and we went home.
It wasn’t until this morning that I realised I’d left my backpack sitting outside Elgin Place apartments. My backpack with my two bike locks in it. My backpack with my ipod and a camera in it. Fuck.
I walked back there this morning, but the backpack was nowhere to be seen and the doorman hadn’t had anything handed in. I stuck a sign up but I don’t hold out much hope.
So, if anyone happened to find a green backpack last night, I’d love to have it back. If the contents are intact I’ll even give you a reward.