My husband is an idiot. Not really. He occasionally does very absent-minded things. He broke his iPhone a week after he got it (which he got replaced for free). A few weeks ago he decimated his Kindle at the gym (it fell off the book stand and got caught between the skis on the elliptical machine).
Today, he unhooked the dog in the elevator on the way back up from taking her out. There was a big pile of things from the trash room waiting to go down in the service elevator. Sasha got scared. She didn't come out. The doors started to close, so Mr. D hit the button to keep them open. Now she is stuck. Luckily, they're calling the repairman, I mean, they have too.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
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