Woot! Another thing off the lost...
Friday, December 17, 2004 I did my wrapping today. Managed to keep getting my hair caught in the tape (my hair's waist-length) until I went and got one of those clawed torture devices on a spring (have no idea what it's really called) to put it up. Then I couldn't find my scissors, and realized I'd wrapped them in with a present...
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You wrapped your scissors inside a present, Cindy?! Oh, my!
By g d townshende, at
10:24 PM
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I've never done that, but I have managed to wrap my floor and desk in books, magazines, index cards, and story.
Oh, I know, I know! You'll find this humourous! A few days ago, when I got to work, I gathered up all my things from within my car -- my book, my lunch, my diet coke -- then got out and closed the car door. I started walking up to the door of the office building where I worked. I put my hand into my jacket pocket, then stopped dead. My car keys! I had left them in car! I cursed. I walked back to the car and looked inside. There were my keys, sitting in plain sight on the driver's seat. I cursed again. What was I going to do? I cursed some more. I work the night shift, so who could I call to have the car opened for me to get my keys?
And then I stopped, and I mentally beat myself into a pulp. I was such an idiot! I cursed again, only this time I cursed myself. Idiot! I always use the button on my car key to lock the car. The key was in the car. Ergo, the car was not locked. I opened the door, got my key, then cursed my idiocy yet again. Sometimes I can be so thick!