In which we're all losing our minds
A conversation with my father:
Dad: Where's the thing?
Me: What thing?
Dad: The thing. With the thing and the - the other thing. On the side.
Me: Oh, that thing. Yeah, I think it was on the table.
Dad: Who put it there?
Me: You're the one always playing with the thing.
Yes, this was an actual conversation. Thing was, we both actually knew what we were ( Read more... )
Dad: Where's the thing?
Me: What thing?
Dad: The thing. With the thing and the - the other thing. On the side.
Me: Oh, that thing. Yeah, I think it was on the table.
Dad: Who put it there?
Me: You're the one always playing with the thing.
Yes, this was an actual conversation. Thing was, we both actually knew what we were ( Read more... )
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Mum: Have you seen that?
Me: What?
Mum: I need it, but I can't find. I'm sure you know where it is.
Me: Probably, but I have no idea what you're talking about.
Mum: You know I always leave it here and ...
Me: Can't you just give it a name? Describe it?
Mum: Can you think what I might have done with that?
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