to boredom kills,
I've been told that I have no common sense at all<but when I look around at all the people tha t are supposed to have common sence I'M GLAD I DON,T!
i've been the oddball whereever I've been , but stupid people really annoy me. most of my friends at work already know that i work from right to left.
[QUOTE=Leigh_GA_66]LOL at all of this!
I actually posted on a topic this morning about something I did a
couple of months ago. I was shopping for clothes and talking to
my aunt on my cell phone at the same time. As I was heading to
the register, I glanced down and noticed my cell phone case which was
attatched to my belt loop was empty. I freaked out and told my
aunt that I had lost my cell phone and needed to go.
LOL!!!!!! Of course, I DID quickly realize that I was talking to
her on the "missing" cell phone.

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some reason, I like Oakley sunglasses, but only the magFrames, which
cost over 0 each. I've owned 4 since they came out a few years ago.
Several times as I walk out of a door, I'll notice due to the
brightness, that my glasses are missing. So I know that sinking feeling
in the pit of your stomach when you look at your phone holster and the
phone is gone. I still can't remember that I moved my glasses indoor
storage from my forehead, where I could feel them, and just nod hard to
place them, to the back of my neck, on my shirt collar, so I don't
distract people when I talk to them. So, although I've "lost" my O's
over 40 times, I've actually only had to replace them once (it was
05:00 in the morning in Savannah, and I was in a rush to get to the
airport, and left them on the sunvisor... I still have 3 pair that I
haven't lost in years...I will go in the store for something and end up picking up so many things that I drop stuff. Why I don't go after a basket or cart before it gets to that point is beyond me.
Gee Floof, do you think we might have ADHD? 
I do that sometimes - not getting a cart even though it's obvious I need one because my arms are full of stuff. Then I'll see something else in the store, so I'll try to hold everything with one hand as I pick up the item to look at it. Then I'll drop something and people around me will ask "don't you need a cart for that?" and I'll just say "No, I'm fine." as I pick everything up again and return to the balancing act.
Another thing I do is try to take all the groceries from the car to the house in one shot (so I don't have to make two trips). But sometimes 6 or 7 bags is too much to carry and I drop things all over the place.
Err . . . I seem to be lacking in the common sense department sometimes.
repairman - yes, I am glad I don't have common sense sometimes. Often, people who have "common sense" are kind of mean.
paritthead - I hate shopping carts too. The only thing they're good for is racing through the isles on them, but then you get funny looks from people.
Oh, I just thought of a brilliant solution to this problem! When you go shopping, they could give you a barcode scanner, so you would scan the barcode of every product you wanted (there would only be display models in the shopping area on the store). Then you would take it up front where they would take your scanner, then get your items out of the storage room behind the checkout (they would be digitally organized so they would be easy to find for the employees). This might be more time-consuming that the tradition way of doing things, but hey! No more shopping carts!
LOL at all of this!
I actually posted on a topic this morning about something I did a couple of months ago. I was shopping for clothes and talking to my aunt on my cell phone at the same time. As I was heading to the register, I glanced down and noticed my cell phone case which was attatched to my belt loop was empty. I freaked out and told my aunt that I had lost my cell phone and needed to go. LOL!!!!!! Of course, I DID quickly realize that I was talking to her on the "missing" cell phone.



Today I was at the grocery store, and I saw the apples. They looked really good, so I gathered up the maximum amount I could carry, and then went looking for a bag to hold them. In messing with the bag, I fumbled the apples all over the floor.
I thought it funny that my momentary lust for apples overrode any and all practical considerations. Wow! The story of my life in applespeak.