With stereo vision you can find a lot of things. Do you have anyone in your life who loses things? Or do you have anyone in your life who asks you endlessly where things are?
I love this game and hate it at the same time. Especially when it involves the refrigerator. It seems like such a finite space that the finding can’t possibly be so hard. Can it?
We just found some grapes in the drawer that apparently no one knew was there. Is it so difficult to open a drawer? And if opening the drawer is so difficult, the drawer is clear, why not just look in there?
I can understand how a package of tortillas can hide in the fridge because they’re flat. Other items might end up on top of the tortillas. It must be asked though: How in the world does the block of cheese hide in front of anybody’s face? Unless it’s a sliver of its former self, then it’s definitely a three dimensional mass and often a color which does not work well as camouflage. How does it hide?
Someone recently asked for the peanut butter. I said, “We don’t put that in the fridge.” They gave me the look that says, “Don’t you know peanut butter absolutely has to go in the fridge.”
I’ve got a look of my own that says, “Don’t you know peanut butter doesn’t have to go in the fridge, and even if it did, it wouldn’t last long enough around here to need the extra preservation of refrigeration?”
One of the personages living in my domicile has a bet going that he can eat somewhere near 700 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in the next two years. He’s not the only one who eats the peanut butter either. I gotta have a peanut butter and banana sandwich every so often. It makes my complexion smooth.
No one ever asked me where the bananas are. We keep them on the kitchen counter. Of course, no one ever told me the bananas have to, have to, have to go in the fridge—like peanut butter. Yeah, right.
The other thing that apparently gets lost in the big, old fridgerator is asparagus. We end up finding it when it’s less like vegetable and more like liquid. This may not be by accident. There may be a certain someone who enjoys hiding the asparagus to ensure he doesn’t have to eat it.
Perhaps it’s ironic, but the one who is suspected of hiding the asparagus is the one who never asks where things are. He just digs in to everything. Everything with the exception of stringy, green vegetables.
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