Because I'm a complete skint moron, I went to work at 12 hour shift after being at uni from 8.30AM until 6.00PM. Needless to say, by 07.00 this morning I was feeling suitably shattered.
My day couldn't have started much worse than my heading to pick up my rucksack and finding my iPod missing from its conteents.
I filed a security report, spoke to the nurse in charge and cried a bit. I then cycled home in silence, unlocked the house and found my beloved iPod video on the speaker dock in the kitchen.
Security did laugh when I told them. I didn't.