Moleskine Confessions
I have a confession to make. Not more than a week after I bought my Moleskine Journal, I lost it. And I couldn’t even blog about it because that would be plain stupid right? To gush about finally getting a Moleskine Journal, and to announce that you lost it a couple of days after? Sheesh.
I knew, however, that I’d find it somehow, and I kindof had an idea where to go. It should be right where I last saw it, I thought with confidence. After all, I didn’t think anyone would really take interest on a piece of notebook enough to steal it. Plus, it has my messy writing all over it already. Na-ah.
Ergo, six days after I noticed it missing, I traced my steps, went to Starbucks at Shangrila, and took my chance.
“Uhm, hi, I was wondering.. By any chance.. *stammering* Did u happen to see a moleskine journal… uhm.. it’s has a black leather..” Even before i finished my sentence, one of their crew was already on his way out back. I held my breath, and noticed some baristas smiling at me from the counter, and some grinning and nodding at each other as if they all have feasted on my journal already! Gah! Oh well. I didn’t care. I just wanted my Moleskine back.
Behold, I heaved a sigh of relief. There it was, the familiar leather bound mini-notebook, handed to me by a certain barista named Ducks — don’t ask me, I wondered what’s with the name too — and I went away with a huge smile on my face. Thank God.
Now just in case you happened to pass by Starbucks Shangrila, the one in 5th floor, do me a favor by thanking Ducks again for me will ya. Heh.
Maybe it’s true what they say. Moleskines really do travel a lot! As for my Moleskine Journal, here goes her first adventure. ;)
Fritz said,
October 5, 2007 @ 10:09 am
Last month, Lauren, Ade, and I met with Lorna and Weng Lopez in Starbucks Shangri-La for the Avenue Q thing. We left the place at around 8PM and we each went our merry chim-chiminy way. About two hours later, I realized I might have lost my phone. Last time I knew I toyed with it was when I switched its profile to silent back at the coffee shop. I was frantic and the cheap fattie in me did not want to unnecessarily spend money had I not been careless, stupid, and good looking. I checked every pocket: jacket, pants, bag. Nothing. Fuckit.
Like you, I retraced my steps and thought of when I last saw or held it. I took a deep breath and pressed rewind. And BOOM! Everything sped backwards in a blur complete with lighting, background music, smell of coffee, and the feeling of really needing to urinate and rushing to find the nearest restroom.
SWISSSSSHOMP-TING! I was back to my present self with a little shortness of breath from the time travel. I then told the cab driver in my most authoritative tenor voice, “boschip, EDSA Shang tayo. Tsaka pa-kiss na rin.”
Good thing they close late. I went back to the store, asked, and there it was. Sitting on their back counter like a pampered royalty waiting comfortably for its chauffeur.
I had to sign the guard’s notebook when I claimed by phone. Apart from my name, I also wrote “I love Starbucks! You guys are teh shiznit!”
Happy times.
riz said,
October 5, 2007 @ 11:06 am
Oh wow Fritz, that’s really (uh) moving! Compared to my moleskine, that’s only 900pesos worth, you’re like the luckiest person to get your phone back. And woot, u used up my space to document that moment too! I’m thrilled! LOLers. Happy times, definitely. Thank God for Starbucks. Haha. (And now we’re doing marketing for them? Gah.)
Ade said,
October 5, 2007 @ 1:02 pm
Okay Fritz, I didn’t know that story. Hahaha.
And that’s two awesome acts of honesty from the Starbucks Shang people. Somebody give them an award or something them or something!
Trisha said,
October 5, 2007 @ 7:51 pm
Oh my buti nalang nabalik yung organiser! Gosh… my things got stolen a few months ago and it nearly crashed my world into pieces! Glad to know there are still honest people out there… :)
Tina said,
October 6, 2007 @ 1:00 pm
Aww, that’s cool! How Starbucks Shangrila keeps and returns the lost things. :) And good thing you got it back; I’d go crazy if I lost my journal. O_o
riz said,
October 6, 2007 @ 1:25 pm
Why don’t you do something something Ade nd be something something.
Ian said,
October 6, 2007 @ 1:54 pm
Good thing you got your journal back. I just got a couple of Moleskine notebooks myself, and my wife and I love ‘em. She wants to get more as gifts. :)
Enjoy your notebook. Nice handwriting, by the way.
hitme64 said,
October 8, 2007 @ 11:42 am
hi there…first time i came upon your site from the moleskinerie blog…and looks like i’ll be coming bak again and again to read and reflect here…
keep up…enjoy your writing…visit mine if you can
marian said,
October 9, 2007 @ 5:56 pm
you better chain your macbook to your leg riz! :p
riz said,
October 9, 2007 @ 10:50 pm
I knoooow. Thank God for Ducks! haha.
jampot said,
October 11, 2007 @ 7:21 am
(hindi na ‘to bago riz.) hahaha. remember the time we went to sm north at nakalimutan mo ang journal mo sa wendy’s! naalala mo lang after natin manood ng movie. pfft. hehe. walang bago dito sa kwento mo! LOL
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