I was away this morning.

Act I

9:00 AM: Mother wants to get a present we hid in my bags’ closet, to wrap it.
9:05 AM: Mother notices how disorganized and cluttered the closet is. There’s even a cats poster inside, a teddy bear called Kareem, blue bear, Animal from The Muppet Show, an old typewriter, papers in Hebrew, and possibly rodents.
9:06 AM: Mother decides that this can’t be allowed. “Must.put.closet.in.order” — she thinks.
9:08 AM: Mother is having the best time of her life. All bags are out, the poster is out, the typewriter, the papers, no rodents.
9:09 AM: Mother thinks “Oh, but what is this bulk of hot pink paper with some objects inside it? mmm!
9:10 AM: Mother peels the hot pink paper away to see what’s inside.
9:11 AM: Mother throws the stuff away and shouts “Lord have mercy! My little girl has gone astray! Oh My God!
9:12 AM: Mother tries to think clearly amidst her shock. “Where did she get that from? Why does she have it? WTF, dude?”

Act II

2:00 PM: I return home, put the ice cream I got in the freezer and head to my room.
2:05 PM: I take off my jacket and empty my bag. I decide I want to put the bag back in the closet where it belongs.
2:07 PM: I notice something strange has happened while I was gone. Just when did my closet become so tidy?
2:08 PM: OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD.
2:09 PM: Nooo! Say it isn’t so! No, please!
2:10 PM: Maybe I didn’t hide the stuff here. Maybe in my other closet.
2:11 PM: I start to frantically grab and grope every bag in the closet searching for the stuff.
2:12 PM: I see the bundle of hot pink paper under some bags. She must have found it.
2:13 PM: Oops!

I am eternally busted. It’s not fun.

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