it’s always… where?

Engineer spent some time on a recent morning looking for a charger for a pair of bluetooth headphones.  Or was it an adaptor?  I’m not positive:  it was a small piece of random disappeared electronica.

He shuffled around in baskets and drawers, moving things and muttering. Finally, he came upstairs, cord in hand.

“Well, I found them. But I think I’m going to keep looking, just so they’re not in the last place I looked.”

Dude cracks me up.


listening to: Pink Martini, Lets Never Stop Falling in Love

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