It is like “I” am 12 years old and for the first time in my life, my father gives me money and sends me to the store to buy a loaf of bread.
“I” come back ten thousand years later, with no bread and no money.
“I” bought the loaf of bread, “I” swear to you, but by the time I returned home, the bread was gone and I never even noticed it was missing.
My father said to me; “where the hell have you been this whole time?”. I told him “I” got lost.
He asked; “where is the bread?” I said; “it is right here”.
He looked inside the bag and it was empty. He was furious and said; “how in the hell did you not notice, someone was stealing our bread?”
“I” stood there speechless, wondering how someone was able to steal my bread, without me noticing.
The bag had weight to it, but there was nothing inside.
It was like “they” were adding weight to the bag itself, as they slowly removed the bread, leaving the entire package at the same weight.
So “I” did not notice. Hell, “I” was not looking at the bag.
“I” guess, if “I” did not get lost, “they” would not have had enough time to steal “MY” bread; not without me noticing!