So, last Wednesday after gaming (making it Thursday, really,) against my better judgement, we went to Winco and went shopping. When we left, Alison’s planner (single most important object in the entire universe. Of doom.) got left behind. I thought she had it. She thought I had it.
Naturally neither of us had it. This one other gal had it. She called me to say she had it (my dad took the call.) Haven’t heard from her since. Alison’s frantic. She’s acting like it’s the end of the damned world or something. I’m sure what’s-her-name will call again eventually. I mean, why call and tell me she’s got it, if she’s no intention of returning it? Doesn’t make sense.