Forgetful Jones
So for my title's sake, I looked up where forgetful jones came from. I know that my mom used to call both me and my brother that every time we lost something (and that was pretty often).
It seems that forgetful jones was a sesame street character and I used to watch sesame street just as much as the next kid yet I don't really remember him. When I found pictures of him on the internet, he looked familiar. He was the cowboy puppet, but I didn't know that was where the term came from.
Anyway, so some woman left her rings (engagement and wedding) in the bathroom this afternoon. I could not believe it. I try to keep my ring on at all times and I would most definitely not take it off at work. I keep it on when I wash my hands if I'm not at home. I'm just too afraid of losing it. It is after all the most expensive thing I have. More than my clothes, than my furniture, than my car! Well since this woman hadn't come to claim it because usually you remember these things within 10 minutes, I figured that she must have left work.
You know, I wasn't even the one who found it. It wasn't even in the bathroom that I use. A friend of mine found it and when I told her to go get it, she told me that she didn't want to worry about being accused of stealing it. I felt that she should get it and leave a note, so I did just that. After all, I've even left a mug in the bathroom which to this day, have not yet found! I know I would have been worried sick, crying my eyes out (knowing it doesn't help at all), horrified by my stupidity and absolutely nervous to have to tell my husband when he came home from work.
So I finally got a call from Mike, some security guy. He said he had received a call from a "distraught woman" (which is possibly the perfect term) and I went over to give him the ring. Mike had sent another woman into the bathroom to find the rings and she found my note instead. He was still on the phone with the "distraught woman" and he gave her my name as well as the phone! I really had no idea what to say to her, but it didn't matter because I didn't have much chance to speak. She was so happy, still crying and was thanking me profusely.
I felt kind of weird because I got the credit, but as I said, it wasn't me who had found the rings. It seemed pointless to say "well, someone else found them, told me about them and then I got them and put up a note."
Oh well, I hope she doesn't mind. =)
It seems that forgetful jones was a sesame street character and I used to watch sesame street just as much as the next kid yet I don't really remember him. When I found pictures of him on the internet, he looked familiar. He was the cowboy puppet, but I didn't know that was where the term came from.
Anyway, so some woman left her rings (engagement and wedding) in the bathroom this afternoon. I could not believe it. I try to keep my ring on at all times and I would most definitely not take it off at work. I keep it on when I wash my hands if I'm not at home. I'm just too afraid of losing it. It is after all the most expensive thing I have. More than my clothes, than my furniture, than my car! Well since this woman hadn't come to claim it because usually you remember these things within 10 minutes, I figured that she must have left work.
You know, I wasn't even the one who found it. It wasn't even in the bathroom that I use. A friend of mine found it and when I told her to go get it, she told me that she didn't want to worry about being accused of stealing it. I felt that she should get it and leave a note, so I did just that. After all, I've even left a mug in the bathroom which to this day, have not yet found! I know I would have been worried sick, crying my eyes out (knowing it doesn't help at all), horrified by my stupidity and absolutely nervous to have to tell my husband when he came home from work.
So I finally got a call from Mike, some security guy. He said he had received a call from a "distraught woman" (which is possibly the perfect term) and I went over to give him the ring. Mike had sent another woman into the bathroom to find the rings and she found my note instead. He was still on the phone with the "distraught woman" and he gave her my name as well as the phone! I really had no idea what to say to her, but it didn't matter because I didn't have much chance to speak. She was so happy, still crying and was thanking me profusely.
I felt kind of weird because I got the credit, but as I said, it wasn't me who had found the rings. It seemed pointless to say "well, someone else found them, told me about them and then I got them and put up a note."
Oh well, I hope she doesn't mind. =)
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