Moderately Confused by Jeff Stahler for January 20, 2023

I wonder why she mailed me these scissors?

I do this all the time. I can sit in the driveway with open space all around and lose the 13mm wrench I was just using on the motorcycle.

That happens all the time with reading glasses.

Been there, actively doing that

Tape. Tape goes on the lam all the time in my house.

The trick with doing DIY is to never put a tool down. You can practically guarantee that you’ll spend the next few minutes trying to find that screwdriver you put down just 5 seconds ago. Amazing. Perhaps I need to invest in a tool belt.

It ran away with paper and rock…shouldn’t run with scissors…

Happening a lot more frequently nowadays. Process of an aging memory that wasn’t too sharp in its best years.

My kitchen scissors did that earlier this week. After two days of searching, I ordered another pair. When I looked in my kitchen drawer again, my scissors were there.

My wife used to “reposition” scissors from wherever I had them. I solved the “problem” by buying a pair of scissors for every chair & desk in the house.

True story! However, I have a sure method to remember the whereabout of things I’ve just put down: when you put something down somewhere, you have to look away, and look back, and say to yourself: there it is. This wouldn’t work without first looking away. I learned this from a friend, and to my surprise, it works perfectly. You’re welcome.

Sit down. You’ll remember you put them in your back pocket… so you wouldn’t lose them.

Yep, pens and socks, too.

Was gonna say that happens to me all the time.. but I see I am in good company.

We live on a small lake. This kind of event happens all the time: either my wife or I will manage to “lose” something without even leaving the room.

Sometimes I will ask my wife, “Have you seen my …” She’ll respond, “I threw it in the lake.”

Sometimes after she’s done an exhaustive search, I’ll ask, “Should we start dredging the lake?”

While humans are still limited to the Einsteinian Universe, objects are not. String Theory suggests at least 10 additional dimensions, and uses socks in a dryer to prove that objects can easily traverse between those dimensions.

I find ONE place to keep each important thing, the best choice at the time. My sister (we live together) very often decides that there is a “better place”. She never learns that the BEST place is the usual and routine place. She loses (misplaces) things FAR more often than I do, but I’m still guilty of misplacing while in the throws of fixing some TV or computer cabling mess. The state of mind at the moment of “misplacing” is critical to the time it will take to find it.

I went to get the kitchen scissors just this morning and they weren’t there.

Losing scissors always cuts me to the quick!

I have this super power too except it’s with a tape measure.

Gremlins. They hide stuff and wait until you get a replacement before giving them back. They work for retail companies.