Don’t you just love days when you’re in a hurry to get to work? You rush out of the house in the new outfit you just bought, only to notice the block thing-a-ma-jig that sets off the store alarm is hanging on the side of your top?
“Great!” I think. “Why didn’t the alarm go off when I started out of the store?”
Well, I’m not driving back across town to change clothes and be late for an appointment. So, I go to the store at 9:00 a.m., only to find it opens at 10:00 a.m. I knock on the door until my knuckles are blue, and finally someone comes and tells me they are closed. I know that.
I raise my arm and point to the thing-a-ma-jig—I gotta learn the proper name for this thing. Anyway, she has pity and lets me in. Of course the alarm goes off.
“I stole this,” I said.
She looked startled at first, then we both burst out laughing.
“I’m really sorry,” she apologized.
“That’s ok,” I said. “It was worth it to see the expression on your face!”