I lost my hat.
A really good hat.
Left it on the train from Milan after Trenitalia had spent the day trying to put me in an insane asylum. I really want it back. So much that I've been considering actually calling the Trenitalia customer service line.
But I'm afraid. It's Italy. I don't know what happens to people who call customer service numbers. It could work out. I could even, possibly, get my hat back.
But you never know. Maybe calling a customer service number results in a crack team of commandos breaking feet first into your apartment windows and taking you away to a dark room in an unknown building somewhere.
But it was a really good hat.
Hmmm... tough call.
2 comments:
Left a lovely new suit on an Italian train 9 years ago - called up the customer services helpline... still waiting.
An old Jewish man in NYC told me once never to buy straw hats in the summer.
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