About two months ago, my bike got stolen.
Well.. at least I thought so because I checked the bike parking lots at my house, CfA and IIC.
There were no other places where I parked my bike.
So, I blamed and cursed the thief that stole my bike.
It was two months ago..
And, the last weekend, I went to the restaurant where I frequently go at weekend for lunch, and had lunch.
After lunch, I came out to go to my office.
On the way to the office from the restaurant,
there is a small bike parking lot.
I unconsciously took a glimpse of the parking lot, and I saw a bike that looks very similar with my 'stolen' bike.
So, I approached the bike.. and... it was my bike... -_-;;;
Come on, who the hell parked my bike there.....?
I don't want to believe it was me.... damn...
Yes, now I and my brain is getting older and older....
P.S. Fortunately, I was alone when I found my bike
so nobody made fun of me. well.. at least at that time.
Now, every my friend knows it.. damn...