MY BAG WAS STOLEN FROM UNDER MY FEET

MY BAG WAS STOLEN FROM UNDER MY FEET CCTV FOOTAGE AT THE END My fucking bag was just stolen from underneath my feet. Literally, half underneath my dress. Stolen from me. Oh my god. I have the CCTV footage. It actually made me feel a bit better that I wasn't just being, like, leaving my bag around. I wasn't. It was professionally stolen from me. Let me tell you what happened. I'm in Watchouse. I'm sat, I'm working on my laptop, AirPods in. So working on my laptop, and then I have my laptop and my phone because they were with me on the side. My bag is at my feet because my bag is at my feet. Because where else are you supposed to put your bag? I don't know. Anyway, I suddenly get this feeling. I go, oh my god, where's my bag? Thinking, you know, you get that, that jolt, but then it shows up. No, it was gone. I'm up, I'm looking around, my bag's gone. Oh my god. It was a disaster. I'm so annoyed. My wallet, my bank cards, my drivers license, my house keys, my emotional support water bottle, my favorite lip balm, my favorite sunnies, my portable fan. My book. FFS. Fuming. This footage is ridiculous. So it's 70 seconds. Look, oh my god. Yeah. Look, oh my god.