Rubbish!

My job involves me in some unusual tasks, so here is the story of how I ended up rooting around in the bins in Eastleigh Bus Station.

Sharon came in on the C1 arriving at 0955 and handed over to Taz for the 1000 C3. Shortly afterwards she texted me. I speed-read the text and gathered that she had left a bag containing £20 in the cab of the bus she handed over. Please could I contact Taz and see if it was there, and let her know.

So I went down to meet Taz while he was loading for the 1100 C3 and explained what had happened. He insisted that there was nothing in the cab, we both had a good look and sure enough, nothing apart from Taz's own possessions. He did however draw my attention to an empty coffee cup on the dashboard and said - with a small amount of sarcasm and a large amount of humour he said, "she didn't leave me her money but she did leave me her rubbish - charming!!!"

So I left the bus and casually tossed the cup into one of the several bins in the bus station.

Anyway, I replied to Sharon that there was no bag on the bus, very sorry but I had no idea where her bag had gone. And then I set off on my next mission to carry out a shopping errand in the Swan Centre, a 5 minute walk away at the other end of Eastleigh Town Centre.

No sooner had I set foot in the Swan Centre than I received a further text from Sharon. I had misread the original - the £20 was not in a bag, it was in a cup!!!!!

I made it back to the bus station in slightly less time than I had taken going the other way! The only slight problem being that I had no idea into which bin I had discarded the cup, so I had no choice but to ferret through all of them - attracting the inevitable strange looks until - rejoice! I finally found the correct cup. The £20 was saved and has now been returned to Sharon, much to her relief but even more so to mine!