Annals of stupidity, pt II
Ok, this am, in a slightly confused state, I open a drawer in my dresser looking for a t-shirt. I get one. Slide the drawer closed. Hear what sounds like the unmistakable sound of a cat or some equally feral animal spitting. eeeek. Utter panic. 10 mins to Dr's appt. Run over to co-op office. Get one of the supers to come take a look. We gingerly pull out each drawer and look behind. Nothing. Great, I think, it's moved somewhere else. As I am standing there wondering if I am going to make the Dr's appt in time, I notice that a large manila envelope has fallen behnind the dresser. Whoops. Sheepishness deluxe. Oy.