Bonehead
Humor, Life June 9th, 2008 |After class this morning, I wandered across the street to the bus stop. I was a little annoyed at myself for leaving my bus pass at home, but since I had a few ones, it didn’t matter too much. I got on the 75 and picked up a transfer, rode to the Northgate Transit Center, waited there for about ten minutes, and then took the 41 to our apartment. As I waited for the bus to roll to a stop, I peeked out the windows and scanned our parking lot for the car to see if Prairie was back from her morning jaunt with Hope. The car wasn’t in the lot…
…oh, wait. Crap.
I drove to school this morning.
Prairie hasn’t been able to stop giggling for the past half hour.
On the bright side, I didn’t have to catch the bus back to school, as Prairie was able to call Hope and have her drive us up to the school to rescue the car. Which I’d forgotten. Left behind.
I am such a dork.
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6 Responses to “Bonehead”
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June 9th, 2008 at 1:13 pm
LOL So that actually happens to people! haha!
I haven’t had the greatest day today, this bright things up a bit, nice anecdote.
More careful next time.
June 9th, 2008 at 4:21 pm
Maybe next time Praire should pin your car to your sleeve?
June 10th, 2008 at 2:04 pm
I can’t stop laughing! I did the same thing last week! Caught the shuttle from Children’s to UW. Picked up my bus to the park and ride. Only to realize that I drove to work that morning. Too funny!
June 10th, 2008 at 3:02 pm
Thank god I’m not the only one!
June 12th, 2008 at 6:38 am
Thank you. You make my forgetfulness seem normal.
June 12th, 2008 at 8:54 am
You know, I’ve been afraid of doing that, esp. when I drive to Bothell. I have to make a concentrated effort to remember which way to leave the buildings. I also have the fortune of taking the same first bus whether I’m headed to northgate or bothell. I have to pay extra attention that my auto pilot does not take me where I really want to go, i.e., not work.