I thought I remembered checking it when I was home, but then I went out to the damned HOA meeting without it, and couldn't find it when I came back inside. I generally don't leave it lying around, so its persistent absence was quite vexing. I checked and re-checked all the common locations, called it from the land line for help -- but it was on vibrate from work, and as some know too well it's even money for me to detect that even when it's in my pocket. So there I am, dousing for the telltale buzzing, and no luck.
Finally, fed up with this, I decided to buy into the theory that I had somehow left it on my desk at work, and retired to a troubled sleep, thoughts of buying a new phone never far from my mind.
This morning as I was preparing to leave for work, my mind again returned to my lost phone, and I scoffed to myself (I do scoff to myself now and then, so, so what?) that maybe I had put it in the fridge or something ridiculous, ha ha.
And that's when I glanced at the box of kosher salt on the counter, black and rectangular of roughly the same (horizontal) dimensions... well, you know the rest. I stared at it stupidly for several seconds, resisted the urge to scold it as one would a lost pet, and went to work, wiser.
The lesson I'm taking away from this is to find a new kosher-salt-friendly shaker already.
posted on Thursday, Jun 25th by ipe
How did you manage that?
On the salt? Like in a jar of salt?
I thought I remembered checking it when I was home, but then I went out to the damned HOA meeting without it, and couldn't find it when I came back inside. I generally don't leave it lying around, so its persistent absence was quite vexing. I checked and re-checked all the common locations, called it from the land line for help -- but it was on vibrate from work, and as some know too well it's even money for me to detect that even when it's in my pocket. So there I am, dousing for the telltale buzzing, and no luck.
Finally, fed up with this, I decided to buy into the theory that I had somehow left it on my desk at work, and retired to a troubled sleep, thoughts of buying a new phone never far from my mind.
This morning as I was preparing to leave for work, my mind again returned to my lost phone, and I scoffed to myself (I do scoff to myself now and then, so, so what?) that maybe I had put it in the fridge or something ridiculous, ha ha.
And that's when I glanced at the box of kosher salt on the counter, black and rectangular of roughly the same (horizontal) dimensions... well, you know the rest. I stared at it stupidly for several seconds, resisted the urge to scold it as one would a lost pet, and went to work, wiser.
The lesson I'm taking away from this is to find a new kosher-salt-friendly shaker already.
A black, rectangular salt shaker? That seems a bit odd.
It's made by the Morton company and made of very flimsy cardboard. :)
I need some sort of "unitasker" as Alton would say, to handle the coarse flakes.
Mmmm, coarse flakes.