Return of Memoryfest - Day 11/31
Jan. 10th, 2007 10:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bironic11. Middle School
Baskin Robbins ice cream stores give kids a free scoop on their birthdays. We had a Baskin Robbins in the mall by our house, right across the atrium from B. Dalton (a bookstore since acquired by Barnes & Noble). Once when we went for the annual clown cone (see icon)—I don't remember whether it was my birthday or my sister's—I had a library book in tow, a paperback about a raccoon in the Pacific Northwest that at one point drank something that made it seem rabid. 7-UP, maybe. Or it had been left in a hot car. Anyway, afterwards, following family tradition, we crossed over to B. Dalton to pick out books, and I realized I'd left the raccoon one at Baskin Robbins. It being a library book and not one of my own, my parents were especially worried that it had been lost, but I was positive it would be right where we left it. We went back, and sure enough I was able to pick it up off the table.
WTF
Baskin Robbins ice cream stores give kids a free scoop on their birthdays. We had a Baskin Robbins in the mall by our house, right across the atrium from B. Dalton (a bookstore since acquired by Barnes & Noble). Once when we went for the annual clown cone (see icon)—I don't remember whether it was my birthday or my sister's—I had a library book in tow, a paperback about a raccoon in the Pacific Northwest that at one point drank something that made it seem rabid. 7-UP, maybe. Or it had been left in a hot car. Anyway, afterwards, following family tradition, we crossed over to B. Dalton to pick out books, and I realized I'd left the raccoon one at Baskin Robbins. It being a library book and not one of my own, my parents were especially worried that it had been lost, but I was positive it would be right where we left it. We went back, and sure enough I was able to pick it up off the table.
WTF
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Date: Jan. 11th, 2007 01:13 pm (UTC)The best one was when I lost my mobile phone. Sensibly, I rang it and, after several attempts, it was answered. It transpired that I'd left it at Euston train station, and that it was being held in th ticket office for me. It was easily identifiable as it had a Spiderman cover on it and was in an Eeyore carry-case, both of which had the advantage of rendering it theif proof. How do you resell a phone like that?
When I went to pick it up, with profusive thanks to the staff, the first thing they wanted to know was where the case came from because they all wanted one!