When I was in college I roomed with a guy named Bucky. Bucky had a habit of walking around the dorms and picking stuff up and walking off with it. He wasn't like a kelpto, If he wandered into your room he might start using a pen, or reading a magazine and then wander off without remembering where he got it.
Most people were OK with it because while Bucky always wandered in and took something, I usually left something behind so it worked out about even.
I think it is perfectly natural to sometimes forget a thing or two every now and then......
"Its the size 14" |
I mean if you leave a shoe behind like I did on Sunday every now or then at a hotel all you have to do is call back and get it.
And if your wife's birtyday present is with the shoe, well that will turn up too.
"That's me officer, really" |
"Can you ship to Parsippany?" |
It's just going to take Krissy a while to get used to this.
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