BKSir
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Joined: 4/8/2008 From: Salt Lake City, UT Status: offline
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Well, I tend to take a backpack with me everywhere I go, and god only knows what ends up in there half the time. I don't even remember what all I have in it from one day to the next. Most days it's completely innocent things and doodads and other various gadgets. On this particular day though, not so much. I go in to work (not my current job, this was a while back), and I am busy, up to my ears in prepping things. I need my knives, so I ask my boss, who is amazingly awesome thank god, to get my knife bag from my backpack for me. Of course, she's in the office, across the kitchen, so, no problem, it's sitting right there. Well, she opens it up , grabs out my kit and I hear a clank/thunk. Thinking first, "oh crap, my knives on the concrete floor!" I look up, and there she is, standing with her jaw dropped before turning almost as bright red as I did, and laughing her ass off. The clank would be a set of cuffs rattling as they hit the floor, and the thunk I can only surmise were the two vibrators that fell out as well... How does one respond in a situation like that? Aside from a red glow that could have lit up the city easily, with laughter and a "Erm... whoops! I'll get those." She still wonders what's in my pack to this day when we meet for lunch or coffee or whatever. The moral of this story: Always check your backpack for things you might have forgotten were in there yesterday. >.<
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