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Why when something is missing…can’t be found….looked high and low…and it’s still missing…there's only one thing that could have happened to it. KAT THREW IT OUT. I ask you…Why is this the only solution?
Let’s just take a random person…say PaulA. Say PaulA is missing a cord to something and can’t find it. The only solution…the ONLY thing that could have possibly happened to it is that…KAT THREW IT OUT. And not only did Kat throw away the cord…but apparently she threw away the box and the instructions with it. But that is just a "for instance"…..I’m speaking hypothetically...in generalizations.
Generally, there is always someone who gets the blame. And it is never the person who actually had contact with the object…who could have misplaced it, lost it, or thrown it away. It’s always someone else’s fault that the object is MIA. It’s always someone else who swoops in, grabs it…and quickly throws it in the trash.
Okay, I’m sure there are those folks out there who don’t like clutter so they deep six things quicker than most. Those are thrower-outer people. I am not. I repeat...I am not of the thrower-outer kind. I would like to go on record that I am of the mover-over kind. I move things around…upstairs to downstairs, counter to counter…closet to closet. Heck, PaulA still has some of his favorite shirts from the Happy Days.
Let’s just take a random person…say PaulA. Say PaulA is missing a cord to something and can’t find it. The only solution…the ONLY thing that could have possibly happened to it is that…KAT THREW IT OUT. And not only did Kat throw away the cord…but apparently she threw away the box and the instructions with it. But that is just a "for instance"…..I’m speaking hypothetically...in generalizations.
Generally, there is always someone who gets the blame. And it is never the person who actually had contact with the object…who could have misplaced it, lost it, or thrown it away. It’s always someone else’s fault that the object is MIA. It’s always someone else who swoops in, grabs it…and quickly throws it in the trash.
Okay, I’m sure there are those folks out there who don’t like clutter so they deep six things quicker than most. Those are thrower-outer people. I am not. I repeat...I am not of the thrower-outer kind. I would like to go on record that I am of the mover-over kind. I move things around…upstairs to downstairs, counter to counter…closet to closet. Heck, PaulA still has some of his favorite shirts from the Happy Days.
Does that sound like a person who regularly throws things out? I rest my case…I had nothing to do with the MIA object…as I am a certifiable mover-over person. Hypothetically speaking, of course.
Case Closed.
Case Closed.
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And my favorite: What did you do with those keys I gave you to put in a safe place?
Answer: What keys?
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