I Can’t Find My Underpants.

posted in: Day In The Life 5
I thought this was a rather clever choice for my visual, considering the subject matter.
I thought this was a rather clever choice for my visual, considering the subject matter.

I cannot find my underpants.

The day before yesterday, I was opening up the boxes I shipped to myself and upon opening a smallish one, I discovered I accidentally shipped a box of old magazines* to myself. These were supposed to go into storage.

In the meantime, I could not — and still cannot — find my underpants. Any of them.

Clearly, a box of magazines got mixed up with a box of underpants. Now all my underpants are in a storage unit in Chicago, while I am in an airport in New York, headed to St. Louis, with a box of magazines back at the apartment across town.

I’m good.

5 Responses

  1. Kitty
    | Reply

    You’re good as long as these underpants are not integrated into the Resident Library!

  2. Andres
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    One the bright side: there’s probably a lot worse places you could have accidentally sent your box of underpants than your own storage unit.

  3. Sydnie
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    Oh man, I so miss my Wonder Woman Underoos… 🙂

  4. Becky M
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    I HAD those underoos! 🙂 I think you should find some to replace your missing undies. Sounds like a shopping trip is in order.

  5. Lisa E
    | Reply

    Laughing out loud in California. Too funny. At least it’s easy to get some new undies.

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