Answer: Losing your skateboard.
I’m an absent minded, head in the clouds space cadet at the best of times, but today I outdid myself. I decided that it would be a good day to take advantage of a $2.50 Sunday Saver Metcard and visit Epping skatepark to sample its concrete delights. So I got my shit together after waking up at 1pm and headed off to catch the train.
I figured out which train to catch pretty quickly, bought some water and a can of Red Bull. I got on the pretty busy train and sat in the only seat available, one that was backwards facing and near a half asleep old man (my favourite kind). I had a magazine on me to read, so quickly got engrossed in that. Now, I have always been pretty good at getting travel sick and the combination of reading and travelling backwards made me feel a bit queasy. So I changed seats after a couple of stops. Big mistake. I forgot to move my board too and was soon engrossed in my magazine again.
When the train arrived at Epping, I got up, went to pick my board up, realised it wasn’t there. *BANG* it was like having my insides ripped out through my genitals, liquidised and fed back into the pit of my stomach via my ears. After a minute or so of frantic searching the carriage and realising it wasn’t there, I went on a vigilante rampage through the train station looking for whoever had obviously stolen it. No luck unfortunately. I figure some kid or someone will have found it, thought someone had left it and taken it with them, either that or there is a ripping old man half asleep at a skatepark somewhere…
So, now I’m sat here on a Sunday evening, nursing a pint in a bar in a hostel (a whole other story… ) having spent 2 hours on a train today to achieve nothing other than getting the opportunity to spend $300 on a new setup tomorrow and discovering a really fucking horrible feeling that I never want again…
Update: Ok, I realised that the best course of action upon losing your skateboard on the way to a popular public skatepark, would be to go to the skatepark anyway and hope that whoever found it, would see fit to go to the skatepark with it and have a bit of an experiment… Damn you hindsight. *Tries to convince self that a new board was needed anyway*