Evidently
I need to drink coffee-
So, this morning
started off well - kind of. I should have known something was amiss when I could
not find my cute Wonder Bread sandwich case. I always bring it home from work,
it gets rinsed then waits patiently for me to fill it the next morning. Oh well- I grab a
dog poop bag/ baggie out of the cabinet and throw my sandwich in there. No- I
do not recycle that much- the bag had not been used before.
I needed to run a
few errands and my lovely boss let me do that, so off I went. I had to run and take pants back that I did
not try on before I bought them. They did not look like skin tight crop pants
while on the hanger. Once I got them on at home, however, I looked like a
polish sausage that had been boiled in a gallon of water ready to burst. This
over-weight 48 year old has no business wearing skinny jeans so back they went.
I tried to think I looked cute in them, but mirrors don’t lie. Even if you beg-
Now comes the
dumbass move of the day. I had a few checks to cash so I headed to the bank.
The parking lot looked quite full so I went to the drive through. I pulled up
and noticed the canister was in its’ proper place.
As I gathered the checks and my ID, a sweet voice came on
the speaker, told me her name and told me to let her know if I have any
questions. As I went to put my checks and ID in the canister I noticed the
canister was not in its’ spot anymore. I used the call button, and chatted with
the gal. She told me just to back up and come over to the commercial window and
she would help me there. So, I did as I was told. She extended the drawer out
so I can put my items in the drawer and I looked down- the fricking canister
was in my lap!! I have no absolute recollection of taking the canister out of
the holder. NONE. ZERO. ZIP. Now here is the dilemma- do I admit to my mistake
and give her the canister back, or just go home with a souvenir? Then I figure
I am probably on camera putting the canister in my car so I better give it
back, as embarrassing as that may be. I just don’t want to wear striped
jumpsuits. Those are so 70’s.
So, I admitted to
her I had the canister. To her credit, she laughed with me (and probably at me) and said it happens
all the time. I am sure it doesn’t, she was just being kind but I appreciated
the effort. As we finished up our transaction, she told me maybe I should go
get some coffee. This was not done in a malicious manner- we had been bantering
back and forth about the whole episode.
I made it back to
the office in one piece and with all of my parts. I even managed to remember to
pick up the blue prints for the office. WOW!
I am sure none have
you have done anything like this??? I hope tomorrow is a better day!
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