“Can't Stand My Retainer”
(by Cellophane) 
While looking for old pictures of my brother & me the other day, I came across some pictures that documented a MISplacement that is totally worth sharing with y'all!
Back in my high school days, I spent a lot of time at my friend Amy's house {different Amy than the one I speak of often ~ but, yes, I always seem to have a friend or two with my name!} So much time, in fact, that her dad called me "Trey" ~ his slang for "tres" (as in "3rd daughter").
Though I didn't eat much during those days, I definitely ate at their house! Amy's mom cooked wonderful homemade meals every night, and it was nice to hang out in a family environment, complete with a little sister and brother (that we dressed up in units outfits ~ but that's a whole other story...)
After dinner one evening, I went to the counter where I had placed my napkin-wrapped retainer, and it wasn't there! Why I didn't carry my retainer case in my purse, I don't know; but I never had it with me, so I always wrapped my retainer in a napkin. We asked Amy's mom if she had seen it, and she surmised that she must have swept it into the trash can as she wiped off the counter. Of course, the trash bag had already been taken to the garage & placed with several other trash bags!
As you can imagine, it took quite a bit of time to search through them! Fortunately, Amy, Allison & Clay assisted me! I have no idea how many dirty, wadded up napkins where in there, but we had to gently unfold them all to see if they contained my retainer! Eventually, we found it! And Amy's mom insisted that I just set my retainer in plain sight on the counter in the future!
Before you scroll down to view the pictures, please let me explain that I grew up in & near Houston ~ one of the most humid cities on earth! Also, I have no idea why I had a sticker on my arm. Or my leg. Yes, we had been shucking corn earlier. I don't have a clue why a friend of mine would be wearing a Cowboys shirt, when the Oilers were right down the road. Yes, we put clothespins on our noses. & NO, I have NO idea what I was wearing or why the fashion police hadn't arrested me already!
So...have you ever dug through the trash for anything?
While looking for old pictures of my brother & me the other day, I came across some pictures that documented a MISplacement that is totally worth sharing with y'all!
Back in my high school days, I spent a lot of time at my friend Amy's house {different Amy than the one I speak of often ~ but, yes, I always seem to have a friend or two with my name!} So much time, in fact, that her dad called me "Trey" ~ his slang for "tres" (as in "3rd daughter").
Though I didn't eat much during those days, I definitely ate at their house! Amy's mom cooked wonderful homemade meals every night, and it was nice to hang out in a family environment, complete with a little sister and brother (that we dressed up in units outfits ~ but that's a whole other story...)
After dinner one evening, I went to the counter where I had placed my napkin-wrapped retainer, and it wasn't there! Why I didn't carry my retainer case in my purse, I don't know; but I never had it with me, so I always wrapped my retainer in a napkin. We asked Amy's mom if she had seen it, and she surmised that she must have swept it into the trash can as she wiped off the counter. Of course, the trash bag had already been taken to the garage & placed with several other trash bags!
As you can imagine, it took quite a bit of time to search through them! Fortunately, Amy, Allison & Clay assisted me! I have no idea how many dirty, wadded up napkins where in there, but we had to gently unfold them all to see if they contained my retainer! Eventually, we found it! And Amy's mom insisted that I just set my retainer in plain sight on the counter in the future!
Before you scroll down to view the pictures, please let me explain that I grew up in & near Houston ~ one of the most humid cities on earth! Also, I have no idea why I had a sticker on my arm. Or my leg. Yes, we had been shucking corn earlier. I don't have a clue why a friend of mine would be wearing a Cowboys shirt, when the Oilers were right down the road. Yes, we put clothespins on our noses. & NO, I have NO idea what I was wearing or why the fashion police hadn't arrested me already!
So...have you ever dug through the trash for anything?
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i got subway and snuck it into McDonalds (my friends wanted to eat their before a football game) and ended up throwing mine away. so i told the manager that i'd need to dig through his trash - and he kindly offered to help. so i'm sure you can imaginge my extra humiliation when it was found in a Subway napkin and he knew he didn't make a penny off me that day
We had to dig through the dumpster at our old apartment for something that belonged to Jonathan Farrell. It's a long story.
Good memories!!!