Wednesday, December 8, 2010

BORROWED, JACKED, PILFERED, STOLEN

Parker likes to do his homework at my desk.
I don't mind.........as long as he cleans up and returns my desk to the condition in which he found it.
Is that too much to ask?


The reason he likes my desk, is that he really wants to use my computer.
The reason he wants to use my computer, is that it has the most extensive I-Tunes library on it.
And I HAVE NEVER ONCE OPENED THAT I-TUNES LIBRARY!
I don't listen to music at my desk.
I don't HAVE an I-Tunes account.
So WHY is there even I-Tunes ON MY COMPUTER?
Whatever.


Anyway, Parker likes to get HIS FATHER'S Noise Cancelling Bose Headphones, plug into I-Tunes and work away.
That can't be productive.
But I'm not going to argue with someone who has straight A's.


Usually, Parker puts his books and pencils away and a does generally a good job picking up after himself,
except day after day, I would find this
in the middle of my desk.


Sometimes, I push it to the corner of the desk.
Sometimes, I set it on the floor next to the desk.
Sometimes, I get up and go put it on Brian's desk.
And, I admit, I am known for this............
sometimes, I just shove it in the closest drawer or cupboard I come across.


Last night, Parker was doing homework at my desk.
I kept hearing him get up every few minutes and rummage around the house.
"What are you looking for?"
"The Bose headphones."


Oh oh.  I hadn't seen them since Thaksgiving.
"Did you look in Dad's office?"
"Yep."


I didn't want to alert Brian to the potential that his expensive headphones had gone missing.
Parker and I searched my desk drawers, the cupboards, the file cabinets, under the Christmas village, Brian's office, every drawer, the bookcase, under the desk, the basement, under the Love Sacs, nearing the TV they use for gaming, the kitchen desk, the refrigerator, under the beds.


Finally, we asked Brian.
"Hey, where are your Bose headphones?"
"In my desk in the second drawer on the right."


He has a place for everything!
He always puts things back where they belong.
We had checked that drawer but we checked again.
Nope - spare mouses (mice), cables to hook every electronic up, chargers, cases: yes.
Headphones? No.


We continued to comb the house.
But we did it quietly so as not to stir Brian up with our irresponsibility.
Parker SHOULD have put them away.
And it's entirely possible I just stuck them somewhere - a good place I would always remember but forgot 30 seconds later.


Finally, I suggested Parker call Garrett and ask him if he saw them when he was home.
"Hey, when you were here for Thanksgiving, did you see Dad's headphones?"
"Headphones?"
"Yeah - his Bose headphones."
"The Bose ones?"
"Yeah."
"Um...yeah... I saw them."
"Well, where did you see them?"
"On Mom's desk."
"Really?  Do you know where they went?"
"Yeah."
"Really?  We can't find them anywhere.  Where did you last see them?"
"Here."
"There?"
"Yeah"
"I'm going to KILL you dude!"


Mystery solved.  Still no headphones.  I sure am glad I don't have girls.  My mascara, cute boots, and that really great sweater would get jacked.  As it is, only Brian has worry about HIS cool stuff.


5 comments:

Andrea said...

Bless your kids. Because of them I'll be half ready for whatever my own think up. :)

Raven said...

My Midgets are always taking my stuff, then deny ever touching it. They even get all defensive, like how dare I accuse them of such a horrible thing. Meanwhile, without fail, everything that's missing turns up in their room or the living room where they used it, yet they still have the audacity to deny taking it. Girls, especially teenage girls, can be so frustrating!

Mama Badger said...

Something to look forward to. Right now little o likes to steal my phone because he knows someone will chase him for it. Soon it will be all of PBs toys, if what you say is true.

Dysfunctional Mom said...

I have a teenage daughter. Which means that nothing I own is really mine. I can never find anything! She can even wear my clothes. Drives me insane!

Julianna said...

Dude! Is nothing sacred! Well at least you know where they are. Now if the hand gun goes missing...