01.30.08
Comb Stealer
I had this big black comb that went missing about a month and a half ago. I used it everyday and suddenly it disappeared. Now, I’m not the type of person who always keeps things in their places so I figured I just walked off with it one day and left it somewhere in my house.
I scoured the house. No comb.
My friend came to stay with me this weekend and she happened to have a big black comb with her identical to the one that I’ve been missing! I KNOW THIS IS MY COMB. I started thinking, and I haven’t seen this comb since the weekend she stayed with me last.
I told her, “Hey I had a comb like that… I haven’t seen it since December.” She said, “That’s weird.” I don’t think she intentionally stole my comb, but I hid my jewelry anyway.
William de Worde said,
February 7, 2008 at 3:22 am
You could stealthily sneak another comb into her kit bag, make-up thing… help me out here, the thing women carry all of their necessities in.
Yeah, this has all the makings of a sit-com episode! Cue the music to “Mission Impossible,” sneak in while she’s out, make the swap and escape just in the nick of time!
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jaimelesetoiles said,
February 8, 2008 at 7:47 pm
That would be an excellent sitcom episode! (Well, especially if I was Lucille Ball!)
William de Worde said,
February 19, 2008 at 5:59 am
That *would* be hilarious! Start scheming… er… planning for the next time your friend is over. Use fuzzy pets as distractions.