Now, I’m blogging about this before I have a concrete answer as to what happened.
Because I can’t make this stuff up.
What in the hell was on the other end of this cord?
I’m guessing my hot glue gun because it’s been missing.
Now, I want to accuse and prosecute the boy who calls me “woman” immediately.
But I’m going to take my time today.
A rest day.
I’m going to put the cord to nowhere on the counter and see who — if anyone — will ask a question or tell me more information.
And whoever is silent, you will be accused and prosecuted.
And buy me a new hot glue gun.