I know we’ve only just met, but I wanted to thank you for the other day. Thank you for letting me find a bagel store with the prettiest salt bagels I have ever seen. Thank you for letting find all those records I almost forgot about (but still couldn’t afford). And more importantly, thank you for letting me read astrology cookbooks (out loud, on the floor of the bookstore) with baby sis—for hours. It was fun. I laughed a lot. I cried a little, but only because I laughed a lot.
If you leave something (like the gloves you’ve had since the 8th grade) in a UO bathroom, they will be returned to you. You wanna know why? I will tell you why. It’s really very simple…
1. You’re not in California*—you’re in Oregon.
2. Oregonian’s don’t just take things without the proper consent. Because Oregonian’s are good people. They probably don’t even know stealing exists in the world.
3. Oregonian’s know about (AND use) a little thing I like to call the “Lost and Found.”
So thank you Oregon. Thank you for raising your residents right.
ALSO, I biked home in the rain today AND COULD NOT BE HAPPIER ABOUT IT!!
*If anyone tries to tell me that a Californian turned my gloves into the Lost and Found—I will not believe them. Because I’m from California (and even though I am beyond excited to have found my gloves in the Lost and Found) I never actually put things I find there. If I find something that isn’t mine—I leave it there. It’s my understanding that if someone loses something the first place they are going to look is exactly where they left it, right? And like how convenient is it for that person to go back to the place they left something and still have it be there? Pretty fuckin’ convenient.