The meme question reminded me. A little earlier in the day I was sitting at my kitchen table (inhaling) (scarfing) (wolfing down) eating a late lunch (sourdough pretzels and cheese, not so much a lunch as a snack when lunch was skipped due to much-too-busy schedule), when I heard my cell phone ring.
I'd been expecting an important call all day (from a district attorney, and you know how those must be put at top priority, right?) so I was up in a flash looking for my ringing phone. Frantically searching my cluttered kitchen countertops, I couldn't find it anywhere. But it sounded like it was close by. Like it was right in front of me. But where?!?
Well, it was close. But it was not in front of me, it was behind me. As in, attached to my behind. Tucked in the rear pocket of my jeans. Right where I put it so I wouldn't miss the call. Thanks to my brain fugue, and my running around like a chicken on meth, the call went to "missed" and they didn't leave a message. Was it the D.A. ? I didn't know. And I never call back unknown numbers when they don't bother to leave a message. So I was left to wonder. And finish my lunch.
(Turns out it wasn't the D.A. and I still have no idea who it was).
15 comments:
If I put my cell phone near my ass I might never find it again.
I clipped our cordless landline phone to my back pocket one day so I could work outside. It either fell off or our then-puppy Lab swiped it. Later, when I needed to make a call, I found it in pieces in the yard.
For me, phone+ass=bad
Aaah, the joys of aging. As they say, it's a good thing my head is attached . . .
thats funny, sometimes i go crazy looking for my cell and its in my pocket LOL.
It was me dammit! I needed some client advice! hehehe ;O)
I often carry my phone in my back pocket - and often forget that I have too..
Oops. This is why you need it on vibrate.
Ha! I do that all the time.
There is no way mine would fit in my pocket. Therefore, I have absolutely no idea where my phone is right now.
Reminds me of the time I hunted high and low for my bag only to find it had been slung over my shoulder the whole time and I had several times rather crabbily pushed it out of the way as it swung forward whilst I delved it into piles of stuff looking for it. My sons still mention that incident rather more often than they need to.
I once dropped a mobile in the loo because it was in a pocket of my trousers!
vodka mom -- you're too funny!
casey -- ouch, that's a steep price to pay for an asstake.
jenn -- this is definately one of those aging things, yes. And it's not gonna get better.
queers -- feeling very relieved that it isn't just me! so thanks for that.
ann -- well then, that only means you had to hear my lame-o, long-o vm message
mary -- again, thanks for reassuring me that it isn't just me losing my mind
magpie -- you're right, and I wish it would vibrate. my last phone could be set to vibrate-plus-ring, but this one only vibrates on silent.
nora -- and from someone who I'm certain is more than a few years younger than me. relief.
mental p -- I keep a mesh phone pocket clipped to my keys. Its the only way I can (1) keep track of my phone (2) keep track of my keys
rb -- that is my biggest fear. I was at a football stadium and set my phone on the toilet paper dispenser .. left it there.. thankfully a woman used the stall as I was washing my hands and said "is this your phone?" Whew. I was saved.
my cell phone is on silent so I never know anyone has called until 2 days after the fact. Makes me very popular
You're not the only one who didn't realize their ass was singing. LOL
Half the time, I have to call my cell phone to find it. Which doesn't help when I've let the battery die.
This is totally something I would do, by the way.
Even worse... my phone is almost always in my back pocket and I still almost always forget it's there. Just like the old "glasses on top of your head" thing. I can't find those either. I've decided what I really need is to pay someone to follow me around carrying all of the things I need so they can just tell me where my things are and hand them to me when I need it.
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