The One Where I Was Accused

The One Where I Was Accused

Yesterday was a bad day for me...  It was heartbreaking, heartwrenching.. you just name it.. felt it yesterday..

My mom called me, conferrencing with my aunt.  My aunt asked me where I put her rechargeble digital camera batteries.. she claims that I was the last person who'd borrowed her stuffs.  My mom confirms it.. I was the last person who borrowed it....  Now I was confused... because I have a strong feeling that I'm NOT the last to do so...

As far that I could remember, I've borrowed her camera about 1 month back . My brother borrowed my camera 'cause he went on a vacation to Penang and I have to borrow my aunt's for an event in my previous office.  And I did gave her the camera back (in a complete condition!)... 

My aunt seems so mad..  I could feel it in her tones...  she said that she check everywhere for the batteries.  As far as I'm concern, I'm the kind of person that hates to borrow other people's stuff because I will feel uneasy and sometimes uncomfortable to do that.  Yes, I will borrow ONLY if I had too.  If I did borrow someone's stuff, I will guard it with extra care and attention because I would NOT want to loose their trust.  I don't like to borrow money...  I just don't like to practise that... 

People trust you with their stuffs... they believe that you will take good care of it like they will. 

Later, that day I called my mom saying that I believe that I'm NOT the last person to do so.  She confirms that she remembers that I was the last person.  My other aunt also says the same thing... now I'm confused.  Three people confirms that I was the last person... well I thought maybe I was the last person... maybe.. just maybe I forgot.. (my head just don't believe it)

The whole day I felt awful...  imagine if I was careless then and misplace the batteries?....  I keep telling myself that I'M NOT THAT KIND OF PERSON.  I may be forgetful sometimes but to forget about something that I borrowed.. NEVER!!!!!!!

I went back home with a gloomy day (oh yeah! to make the matter worse I had a terrible sore throat also...)  I open my aunt's tv cabinet where she stores the digital camera.  I checked the battery charger first.. well the batteries are not there... then I pick up the camera.  Take it out from the casing, push the battery compartment button... and well how do you know.. the batteries are in the camera.... should I repeat that againnnnnnnnnn... THE FREAKING BATTERIES ARE IN THE FREAKING DIGITAL CAMERA.......

what the f**k?

I have to go through the whole freaking day feeling gloomy because of my aunt's mistake????....  I check the last entry on the camera memory...  It was my dad's birthday celebration....  it's on the 29th May.  My event was on the 14th May... how contrary....

Shesh.. told my mom about it...  she was disbelief...  now it's my turn to be mad....  how can three people accused me of the same offend???... I was right all along..  I believe that I didn't do it...  I BELIEVE MYSELF...

some of you out there might say.. it is a small matter....  I make a such a BIG fuss with it...

hey...  people trust me..  It's important that I hold their trust..  I'm very concern in dealing with things that I borrowed...  my name was witheld...  people accused me off the things that I don't do...  and this time it's my own family... I'm sad.. just sad that no one believes me...

I didn't hear the word "sorry".. from neither of them.....  egos does run in the family.

p.s: my dad would believe me...