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Happiness Is A Working Memory (or Not)

It doesn’t happen often.

I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

It does cause frustration for some, including me at times.

Others just seem to get pissed at me without me doing a thing.

Once again, I have forgotten my cell phone.

It’s plugged in at home. Charging. It’s been plugged in and charging since 9 p.m. last night.

I suspect it is also:
• Ringing with missed phone calls.
• Buzzing with text messages.
• Beeping with Facebook updates.

All unanswered.

I am the only one aware of the fact that I left my cell phone at home today.

Others are cursing, swearing, and generally getting pissed off, thinking I am ignoring them.

I guess in a way I am. All the beeps, buzzes, blinking lights, and vibrations are going unanswered or unreplied to.

I can’t reply, answer, or acknowledge these alerts because I don’t have my phone.

It’s at home.

I hear nothing and that’s not because I’ve lost my hearing.

It’s because my phone’s at home.

Sure, I can stay in contact via the computer, if my computer were here with me.

It’s not.

My laptop is also at home.

I leave the laptop at home because I carry a smart phone in my purse.

Well, most days, I carry a smart phone in my purse.

Today, my phone is at home with my laptop.

Did I bring anything with me today?

I did.

I came to the office with my reading glasses on my head.

I also have a pair of reading glasses in my purse. The purse that doesn’t have the cell phone.

The glasses on my head? They are the pair that stays at home, in case I leave the ones from my purse at my office.

From the life and mind of:
Wanda M. Argersinger
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10 comments

  1. Wanda, finally a day of peace! But you’ll make up for it when you get home and have to answer all those calls, texts, etc. Good job! Like the formatting. And funny! We can all relate.

  2. Dawn@Lighten Up!

    Oh Wanda. A mind is a terrible thing to waste. At least you got an awesome post out of it!

  3. Well, at least you know where yours is…mine gets lost frequently. This sometimes turns tragic because that is the only calendar I keep anymore. When it happens to me — I always think, it it really is that important/life or death — people will track me down. Good luck.

  4. I just joined the SH group and look forward to reading more of your work!

  5. wooooooooohoooooooooo party…no interruptions today….LOL

  6. Thaaaank you. I’m not a lone! My phone has been charging for 3 days. Not because it’s dead, because I can’t remember to put it in my purse. I don’t have a Smart Phone. I have a dumb dead phone that won’t stay charged for more than 3 days at a time. Like the style you used. It reminds me of a Seinfeld episode…you made a complete post out of Left my phone at home.

  7. And now I remember why I never wanted a cell phone. It wasn’t just the interruptions I didn’t want. It was also because I’d forget it half the time. Shucks, I can’t even remember to take the cordless phone from one room to another one with me, and by the time I get there whoever it was that wanted to talk to me has hung up–or the answering machine has kicked in because I’m too slow.
    Back in Grand Forks our little neighbor boy would often come over to use our telephone. It was always to call his mom. Why? Because she couldn’t remember where she’d put the phone so she needed it to ring so she could track it down.

  8. It’s a conspiracy!!! Your computer and your phone are going to party hardy all day, and your reading glasses knew all about it and wanted to escape. Be prepared when you go home; you never know what you’ll find.

    MMmmmuahahahahaha

  9. This is the SPCA, your cat called suicide prevention before lunch. Something about buzzes, blings, ringy-ding-dings, and Chris Brown music.

  10. I have done this more times than I can count. However, don’t tell my boss. I get so much more done when my phone isn’t in my presence. I’m bad. I know.

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