You know how every once in
a while you forget where you put something? You know you had it with you, but
you just can't find it now when you need it?
Well, I had that experience
the other day with a flash drive that my daughter gave me some time back.
I had it with me at work,
put a couple of items on it, put it in my pocket, took it home (I presume), and
now I can't find it.
I did all the things one
would do to find this thing. I retraced my steps, went into the laundry basket
and went through my clothes to see if I left it in there, looked on the floor,
looked in some other places, but alas, that flash drive is gone, hidden
somewhere in a place that I may never find it.
I liked that little flash
drive. It stored everything I wanted it to store, and on my recent business
trip, all my work went onto that thing.
Heck, I went from New York
to Florida and all the way back with this thing, flew a few thousand miles,
even made it through security with this thing, and now it is gone.
It is probably somewhere
close, in my house. But you know how small those things are--it probably is
hidden somewhere.
I asked my family if they
had seen it, but they had not.
I even asked the dog. I
thought he might have mistook it for a treat. But I don't think so. And no, I
am not looking through his poop for it.
So right now, that little
flash drive is gone, gone into oblivion.
I miss that little thing.
Oh where, oh where can it be?
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