I mean I know I am, but still.
Lost my purse a couple of weeks ago. It took me quite a while to realise it was missing because a- I mostly use Apple Pay on my phone so don’t tend to use my purse that much and b- I’ve just moved house so assumed it was lying around in a box somewhere. I wasn’t worried about it, there’d not been any fraudulent use of my card so I knew it hadn’t been stolen.
Like a lot of people, as well as the usual cards and stuff I also have a few sentimental things in there- a prayer card I picked up at the hospice where my Dad was looked after before he died, an old style £5 note folded into an origami heart, a lucky King George penny and a Peter Rabbit 50p coin that I came upon by chance and had never spent because I knew it was special.
Got a card over the weekend- turns out my purse has been handed in to TfL. Woohoo! Went and got it back today, and when she handed it over the woman went “Oh, and there was 50p in there wasn’t there?” goes over to a till, takes out a random 50p coin and gives it to me.
It turns out when stuff like purses are handed in TfL takes all the money out, counts it and puts it in a safe, some goes back in the till and the rest goes in the bank. Obviously when doing this nobody noticed that my 50p wasn’t actually in the change section of my purse, or that it was a special coin. So my Peter Rabbit 50p is gone and I can never get it back. I know I could go on eBay or whatever and buy another but it won’t be my Peter Rabbit 50p. I get really attached to things like that, and felt like it was extra special because it found me, I wasn’t even trying to get hold of one. Plus, you know, they’re rare!
I know I should be grateful to have my purse at all, but I just feel really sad about it. To think that it had been safe in purse right up until some office policy dictated that it had to be taken out just because, and now it’s gone forever. I’m absolutely gutted.