Last thursday I checked out of the hotel I was staying in for SES.. Met my friend Michael Sprouse for lunch, then checked into a new hotel where my wife was going to join me through Sunday.
I got settled in my room… about to take a 2 pm call and pull out my computer from my laptop… Where was my laptop? HOLY SHIT WHERE IS MY LAPTOP?!?!
I am totally panicing. It’s not in my room. I bust it down to the desk I checked in it. It’s not there. I check with the door guy praying that I left it out there grabbing my suitcase out of the cab… nope.
Then it hits me. I left in the cab. And that cab is long gone. FUCK.
I am freaking out. My life is in there. Not only iPad, Macbook, other misc stuff but probably most importantly my anti-anxiety meds that I have been taking for like 20 years and like there is a real risk of having a seizure if I were to go an extended amount of time.
So, ya I am freaking the hell out.
The door guy suggest I go put my info in at the front desk because sometimes cab drivers will bring stuff back.
So, I get in line patiently waiting for other people to check in. Gave them my info when all of a sudden the door guy grabs my shoulder and is like come with me. He was like “I am about to make you a very very very happy man”. I was like dude do not fuck with me please. He had my back pack.
Turned out the cab driver took a fare all the way to the airport then came back just to bring back my back pack. How amazing.
I ran out and tried to give the cabbie $100 (2 50’s). He refused to take it. I told him he can do what he wants but im giving it to him. He turns to the door guy and gives it to him….
Wild stuff… I am not a religious person by any means but I was saying thanks to every diety out there.
I am home now and sooooo happy to be back. Last felt sooooo good to sleep in my own bed. Pumped for this week! I know it’s a short one (thats what she said) but got a ton scheduled.