The Lost Plum…

So I stupidly left my gym bag on the subway the other day (on my way to the gym of course)  Well, the guy who found it called the gym, cause it had my pass in it, gave them my ID number and his number for them to pass along to me. I never would have thought that the gym would do such a service, but then I remembered the uber VIP gym package I got (as a gift, I did not pay for that) and I get a nice phone call telling me someone has my bag and here is his number.

I was so relived, not for the bag or contents (we’ll get to those later) but mainly cause I stupidly threw my keys in the bag, and I need me my keys! So I call this guy better known now as ‘key-man’, we pick a starbucks to meet up at and do a bag exchange, except I didn’t really plan on exchanging anything but a thank you.  So in I walkin, and there with my black and green “Showtime” tote is ‘key-man’, wow, not only is this man nice but he ain’t bad looking either. We exchange pleasant remarks I thank him so much, we quickly talked about the stupid MTA rule about how one can’t turn stuff in, it has to be left and discovered by staff to go to lost and found. …ect, ect.

Well, he just called me again.  Said it was being forward but wondering if I was up for doing dinner this week.  I said sure, I mean why not, what do I have to lose.  Well here in lies the problem.  I was going through the bag to clean it out and did a small inventory of the bag.  The question being did this guy become interested in me based only on our meeting, or did he go through my entire bag and just needed verification that I wasn’t a total hideous mess.

Contents of my gym bag:

:Nike shoes (the design your own kind, but they were designed for someone else as a gift and I ended up getting them) and a pair of socks

:Columbia University sweat pants,T-shirt with a Robot that says ” Computing 4-U”

: Playboy U water bottle

:Makeup bag, Brush, hair clips, toothbrush…ect.

:Victoria Secret purchase from the day.  Totally hot sexy black ‘sex’ underwear and bras.

:’T-Minus: The Race to the Moon’,  Graphic novel.

:A notebook, which happens to include a print out of my free and clear STD screen from the doctors. And tickets from like 3 basketball games, and 2 baseball games (all really really really good seats)

:And of course my keys …..and some gum.

Are we laying bets on if he looked through the bag?

FACT: I can get into my house, and I’m STD free. A pretty good day is I say so my self!