Life's Little Goofs
Nov. 6th, 2006 08:39 pmI was with
thebrucie on Saturday. He had to do some stuff at his place and I drove him there. On the way into the house I spied an empty beer bottle siting on the ground. Almost unconsciously I bent over and picked it up - it was litter on his lawn after all. We get into the house and, instead of rinsing it out and putting it in his recycling like I intended, I just put it down on the counter.
Later, we took off for breakfast. Bruce didn't spend much of the intervening days at home (he went to Casa Walters for Football-Sunday).
So he gets home from work today to see an empty beer bottle sitting on his counter (for a brand of beer he doesn't drink). Checking with his landlord he confirms that they have not been in his apartment. Thus leaving him with a somewhat alarming mystery - one where "home invasion" could be the answer.
This came to light about an hour ago when he phone me.
Later, we took off for breakfast. Bruce didn't spend much of the intervening days at home (he went to Casa Walters for Football-Sunday).
So he gets home from work today to see an empty beer bottle sitting on his counter (for a brand of beer he doesn't drink). Checking with his landlord he confirms that they have not been in his apartment. Thus leaving him with a somewhat alarming mystery - one where "home invasion" could be the answer.
This came to light about an hour ago when he phone me.
"Did you pick up a bottle from my lawn and bring it inside"Another day, another yogurt-headed maneuver.
"Yeah, I was planning on putting it in your recycling - did I forget to do that?"
"Yeah - and for the record you fucked me up."