it don't get much better than this
One of those days. . .
1. A friend called yesterday afternoon but the answering machine caught the call . . . I called her back right away. To my confusion the line was busy. Weird I thought, she called less than 8 seconds ago. I called again, but it was still busy. I waited a few more minutes and called again. The fourth attempt I was getting a little annoyed but my persistance wouldn't give in . . . I called again . . . And it was on that fourth try I realized I wasn't in fact dialing my friends number, but was infact dialing MY OWN telephone number. . . It of course was busy.
2. After leaving Slaintes Pub last night I had another moment. I took out my keys, said goodbye to friends then proceeded to unlock my vehicle. I tried once, twice, three times. . . nothing. The key wouldn't budge. Right, left. . . NOTHING! I tried again . . . then realized: Crap. This isn't my van.
Ah life doesn't get much better than this!
posted by Sharlene @ 1:29 PM
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I went to start my car after talking to a friend in the parkinglot at work and couldn't find my keys. Lokked through all my bags, got out checked under the car, on the hood, sat back down on the drivers seat and pondered where they could have gone in the time of opening the car and sitting there. I got out one last time and just as I was about shut the door saw that I had sat on them. Yes that is true I got out of the car and when I had gotten back in re-sat on them!
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