ll morning today I had the feeling of a coin in my left boot. I wear laced up hiking type boots for better support while I battle my balance issues. So, trying to fish out this coin I was feeling was no simple task.
When I finally got to my cube at work, I sat down at my desk and started the long process of taking off my left boot. I was so excited because sweet relief was at hand. As I ripped off the boot and shook it upside down, nothing came out. What was this? I searched the inside of the boot. Pulled up sole and looked all around on the floor around me thinking maybe it came out when I flung off the boot. Nothing.
Oh well I thought. At least it will be gone now. I put the boot back on and laced it up and went up the cafeteria for my cafeine injections. I didn’t get 5 steps before I felt that damn coin again! What was going on with this? I went back to my desk and repeated the process again and again produced the same results. I went up to the cafeteria and back with the feeling of the most annoying coin in my left boot the whole time.
Now, energized with some cafenated diet soda, I embarked on my 3rd attempt. I was going to get to the bottom of this if it killed me! As I was in the middle of my 3rd search for the mysterious coin suddenly I felt something under my left foot while my left boot was in my hands. No the coin wasn’t on the floor afterall, IT WAS IN MY SOCK! How, in the hell, did this happen? Obviously it made its way into my sock in the laundry process.
I retrieved the coin by slinking it up my sock and pulled out a 2005 Minnesota Quarter. Thank God it was at least a quarter for all that work! If it had been a nickel there’s no telling what my verbal response may have been. One thing’s for sure, I will be sending this coin down a soda machine slot before the end of the day- サヨナラ (Sayanora)
Whew! What a morning of being Benghazied! Oh I should mention that my big dumb animal of a brother lives in Minnesota too. Coincidence? I think not especially when he is currently in town visiting.