Everyone's got problems...
...but i sometimes find mine to be unique. Most are more humorous than anything else, but i still consider this one to be a problem. Here is an excerpt (if memory serves) from a phone conversation i had with my dear roomie about 10 minutes ago.
Backstory: Comcast is sending someone to hook up our cable today, so he is at home waiting for the dude. At this point i've called over 10 times to make sure that he finds the check i left for the dude and knows what we need, none of these calls have been answered.
Him: Hey buddy, whats goin on?
Me: Workin', what's up?
Him: Wondering if my drug testing stuff is at the office.
Me: ...i don't know where your stuff is, it's your stuff. I assume it's here though, i think i saw it yesterday.
Him: Cool
Me: Did you see i called you like, a dozen times?
Him: Yeah, sorry bro, my phone was in the pocket of my pants.
Me: Well, that makes sense. I mean, why would you be wearing pants, right?
Him: That pair is in my room, it's not like i'm not wearing pants, I've got your running pants on.
Me: ...Goddamn you.
See?? In retrospect it's all very funny. There are times when i wish i was watching my life rather than living it, that would be a good laugh.
-J