Now, I’m blogging about this before I have a concrete answer as to what happened.

Why?

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.

It’s Sunday.

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.