It's like misplacing a set of keys: The usual, obvious places get searched first, then frustration sets in and you move on to absurd hiding spots like on top of the fridge and behind books on your bookcase. Then you start moving furniture around and blaming your pets and yelling at them to get out of the way when they walk in front of you while you're hurrying from room to room, sweat starting to bead on your lower back.
Then the phone rings, and after spending two minutes confirming your dentist appointment the following Tuesday, you reach to put the phone on the cradle only to to discover your keys on top of the phone, practically in plain sight.
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