05 February 2006

Is nothing sacred?

Harrumph.

That's what I say.

Somebody had the audacity to invade what little privacy I have in my cubicle and stole my mug.

It's not as if mugs are rare things in this existence: Have a birthday--get a mug. The company celebrates a milestone--get a mug. A supplier tries to curry favour--get a mug. Buy some gas--get a mug. Someone breaks a mug--get another mug. As for a golf tourney prize--get a mug. And even if none of these scenarios apply to you, you can go to the dollar store and get a mug for a dollar (my local dollar store is having a sale, so you can get one for $0.87).

My beautiful red mug is gone.

I loved its shape and cherry colour -- a rounded bottom and upturned lip. It took two hands to hold it.* The handle was perfectly fashioned so when it was full, it didn't feel heavy or lose it's balance. Hot liquids didn't cool off too quickly. It was ergonomically perfect for me. I loved that mug. I have another one, but I don't want that horrid little thief to build a set, so I'll use it at home.

My officemates are perplexed.

We all thought such mundane items were beyond theivery. No one leaves anything of monetary value out as things have a tendency of walking. As best as we can figure out, it happened during Christmas--I was in a tea-making frenzy and it was in constant use; afterwards, I wasn't in the mood to make my own bevvies so I went to the Timmy's each morning for coffee and moved it to the corner of my space, but within easy reach of a sudden desire for something warm.

I've been in mourning for days. My most wonderful manager even offered me one of his mugs that he's collected over the years, to help me through my loss. The Fussy Eater has allowed me full run of his cupboards to find something I'll like.

I went back to the store where it was purchased a couple of years ago (I happened to see others there at Christmas)...the line has been phased out and, even though I can can buy the same shape, I can't get the same colour...all they have is white. Bah. I don't want a white mug. I want one with colour...one that makes me smile...one that is identifiable as mine.

I bought another mug, but I don't like it. Nice colour, okay shape, but too heavy when filled with liquid--I'll probably give it to my mum or something. She'll like it. I I found another mug this weekend -- nice colour, good handle, okay shape, but doesn't hold the volume I want...it was cheap, so I bought it. I'll try it out for a while...

My only hope and wish is that I had some sort of communicable disease when it was stolen and the new owner suffered some uncomfortable and lingering discomfort.

Yeah, I'm vindictive like that.

harrumph.
jasmine

* Yeah, there may be some resemblance between me and the mug...



8 comments:

Tania said...

I'm sorry to hear about your mug, Jasmine. I once had chocolates stolen out of my office, and that feeling of knowing somebody poked around my stuff was really quite creepy. Good luck trying out your replacements; may you not remain mugless for long!

Tania said...

I'm sorry to hear about your mug, Jasmine. I once had chocolates stolen out of my office, and that feeling of knowing somebody poked around my stuff was really quite creepy. Good luck trying out your replacements; may you not remain mugless for long!

Erin S. said...

I feel for you! At my office I must keep all eating instruments (and the food itself) under lock and key....

Rorie said...

Poor Jasmine! Favorite mugs are so hard to come by!

Jasmine said...

Thanks all. My new yellow mug is working out quite nicely...even though it only holds a medium coffee :(

This isn't the first thing of mine to go missing...someone walked off with some dish detergenthow weird was that?!

Given all the knickieknackies I keep, I am totally prepared to walk in and see my Fozzie Bear finger puppet-napped...not to mention my Jack Skellington stress skull.

Erin-- I have to keep my food under lock and key as well -- there are certain people who have a sixth sense about when I leave food unguarded...:)

j

Paz said...

That must be one desperate person. Don't worry you'll find another mug that you'll like again.

Paz

Culinarily Obsessed said...

oh well that just sucks! Damn the office thieves!! Something similar happened at my last job. Things were mysteriously vanishing..small things..things that tend to go overlooked by most. Part of me wonders do some thieves just get so bored with their mundane jobs that they decide to stroll about the office on an impromptu shopping spree?

Mochene said...

Well, I hope you find one that you really love. When you do, put a chain on it, that way they have to take the whole desk.

Something my mom hand painted for me disappeared from my desk. I glared at everyone for about a couple of weeks afterwards, like I had x-ray vision or could read their minds and catch who did it.