Lost and Found

One of the neat things about the small towns I'm shuffling around in is their online notice boards. Revelstoke has "The Stoke List" which has a pretty simple (and slightly frustrating) layout, but it's absolutely packed with people trying to buy and sell stuff or annoy each other. In Rossland, they have the "Bhubble List" which is much niftier in terms of design and function but doesn't see as much action. I guess Rossland is a fair bit smaller than Revy, so that makes sense.

I've always felt like getting involved with these lists will help me assimilate into the local community, but I've never had anything good to say. I should point out that "Wanted: Room to rent for winter" screams "I'm a visiting tourist and I've come to ruin your pleasant little town." so that doesn't count as something good to say.

Fortunately, as part of some work that I'm doing at the hostel in Rossland in exchange for free accommodation, I've finally found something worth posting. You see, one of the rooms at the hostel is notorious for having local youths sneak in through the window and sleep the night without paying. It's very very quiet here outside of the ski season and it's no suprise that people get away with this pretty regularly. It turns out that I've been treated to an extra special variant of this ruse, because recently it appears that not one but TWO local youths snuck through the window, and they did more in the bed than just sleep. My suspicions were first aroused that some bedroom gymnastics had occurred when, after washing the sheets from that room (I'm currently washing and remaking all the beds here, since I'm the only guest) a pair of impractical women's underpants fell from the newly cleaned laundry. A more detailed examination of the room provided other fairly convincing clues to confirm my suspicions.

All this presented me with an excellent opportunity. Someone had lost something (their undies) and I could use the Bhubble list to reunite them with their forgotten G-string. And, in so doing, I could helpfully point out that usually people who stay overnight at hostels are encouraged to pay for that priveledge. Yes, I can assure you that the light of righteousness shone from my eyes and the fire of justice burned in my laptop as I prepared to enter into Rossland's finest online forum.

Behold! I have posted on the Bhubble List!

As an aside, it baffles me that women bother to wear underwear like this. It clearly lacks the structural integrity to perform any kind of standard underwear functions. It also looks pretty damn uncomfortable (and before you ask, I haven't tried them on and won't because they're way too small). As mentioned in my lost and found notice, I suspect that the same function could be served by simply drawing one blue triange below your belly-button and another just above your bum crack.

As a further aside, this is the second pair of leopard print undies that have randomly turned up on my travels (look carefully at the photo - there's a section of leopard print across the top at the front). Is this a sign?