This story is about no one in particular.
One day, several years ago, I was leaving my place of employment. Changing back into my civies. Do my make sure I got it dance.
Wallet, check.
Keys, check.
Shades, check.
Phone, phone, where's my phone?
Now I rummage through my backpack, not in there.
On top of my locker? Nope.
In my locker? Nope.
Maybe if I check my pockets again. Nope, still not there.
In my backpack,? Nope.
My locker? Nope.
Oh, it must be in my pocket, nope.
Half way through the thrid take, I realize that I am only searching with one hand.
Why, you might ask.
Because I am dumb, I've been taking on the phone the whole time.
That's funny! :rofl:
Quote from: No one on June 05, 2020, 06:39:20 PM
This story is about no one in particular.
One day, several years ago, I was leaving my place of employment. Changing back into my civies. Do my make sure I got it dance.
Wallet, check.
Keys, check.
Shades, check.
Phone, phone, where's my phone?
Now I rummage through my backpack, not in there.
On top of my locker? Nope.
In my locker? Nope.
Maybe if I check my pockets again. Nope, still not there.
In my backpack,? Nope.
My locker? Nope.
Oh, it must be in my pocket, nope.
Half way through the thrid take, I realize that I am only searching with one hand.
Why, you might ask.
Because I am dumb, I've been taking on the phone the whole time.
:lol:
Reminds me of this one time, someone I know was talking on the phone and she was asking someone to ring up her phone (on the phone) so that she could locate the phone pressed against her ear. :shifty:
Quote from: xSilverPhinx on June 06, 2020, 01:40:28 AM
Quote from: No one on June 05, 2020, 06:39:20 PM
This story is about no one in particular.
One day, several years ago, I was leaving my place of employment. Changing back into my civies. Do my make sure I got it dance.
Wallet, check.
Keys, check.
Shades, check.
Phone, phone, where's my phone?
Now I rummage through my backpack, not in there.
On top of my locker? Nope.
In my locker? Nope.
Maybe if I check my pockets again. Nope, still not there.
In my backpack,? Nope.
My locker? Nope.
Oh, it must be in my pocket, nope.
Half way through the thrid take, I realize that I am only searching with one hand.
Why, you might ask.
Because I am dumb, I've been taking on the phone the whole time.
:lol:
Reminds me of this one time, someone I know was talking on the phone and she was asking someone to ring up her phone (on the phone) so that she could locate the phone pressed against her ear. :shifty:
She sounded preoccupied. Did you laugh? I would have. :)
I was just wondering if anyone hasn't done this at some time?
tbere was one time i waz so stupid that after30 years i still havent told anybody about it.
Quote from: billy rubin on June 06, 2020, 10:50:24 AM
tbere was one time i waz so stupid that after30 years i still havent told anybody about it.
You can tell No one here.
Back when I was a glasses-wearing sort of chap, I semi-regularly lost them right there on the bridge of my nose. Sometimes, they took hours to locate.
Quote from: Asmodean on June 06, 2020, 01:55:55 PM
Back when I was a glasses-wearing sort of chap, I semi-regularly lost them right there on the bridge of my nose. Sometimes, they took hours to locate.
:snicker1:
Did you ever eventually find your glasses in the refrigerator after days of looking.
Without my glasses I don't think I could find the refrigerator!
Quote from: Old Seer on June 06, 2020, 03:15:02 PM
Did you ever eventually find your glasses in the refrigerator after days of looking.
Oh, yes. The longest time was nearly a week - I've long given up and ordered new ones. They were in the baking oven I almost never used. I'm sure it made perfect sense at the time when I put 'em there.
I clip my keys to my belt and then search for my keys :(
Quote from: Randy on June 06, 2020, 03:56:28 AM
Quote from: xSilverPhinx on June 06, 2020, 01:40:28 AM
Quote from: No one on June 05, 2020, 06:39:20 PM
This story is about no one in particular.
One day, several years ago, I was leaving my place of employment. Changing back into my civies. Do my make sure I got it dance.
Wallet, check.
Keys, check.
Shades, check.
Phone, phone, where's my phone?
Now I rummage through my backpack, not in there.
On top of my locker? Nope.
In my locker? Nope.
Maybe if I check my pockets again. Nope, still not there.
In my backpack,? Nope.
My locker? Nope.
Oh, it must be in my pocket, nope.
Half way through the thrid take, I realize that I am only searching with one hand.
Why, you might ask.
Because I am dumb, I've been taking on the phone the whole time.
:lol:
Reminds me of this one time, someone I know was talking on the phone and she was asking someone to ring up her phone (on the phone) so that she could locate the phone pressed against her ear. :shifty:
She sounded preoccupied. Did you laugh? I would have. :)
I did, out of pure embarrassment for her! :grin: