The Mystery of the Lost Glove
Jan. 17th, 2025 08:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ksmithA few days ago, I lost a right-hand glove. It wasn't expensive, but it was just the right amount of flexible vs padded and was easy to slip on and off.
Thing is, I was sure I had been wearing it when I drove home. Which meant that I lost it somewhere in the garage/house/car devil's triangle. But I looked everywhere—I checked under the front seats, the floor. The shopping bags. My handbag. All my coat pockets. The pockets of coats I had not worn.
I then drove to the last store I had visited and checked around the spot I parked, then went inside and asked if anyone had turned in a glove. Nope.
Drove home. Gave glove up for lost, but set aside its partner just in case because devil's triangle.
Yesterday, different gloves. I needed to check my phone, so I did what I always do—I slipped off the right one and tucked it under my left arm. Did phone stuff. Moved around in my seat—as I did, the glove slipped out of place and fell between the seat and the door. Dug it out, then squinted into the dark space, and oh look.
Let us recall that I had entered and exited the car several times over the course of the last several days and did not see that glove.
Devil's triangle. I'm telling you.
Thing is, I was sure I had been wearing it when I drove home. Which meant that I lost it somewhere in the garage/house/car devil's triangle. But I looked everywhere—I checked under the front seats, the floor. The shopping bags. My handbag. All my coat pockets. The pockets of coats I had not worn.
I then drove to the last store I had visited and checked around the spot I parked, then went inside and asked if anyone had turned in a glove. Nope.
Drove home. Gave glove up for lost, but set aside its partner just in case because devil's triangle.
Yesterday, different gloves. I needed to check my phone, so I did what I always do—I slipped off the right one and tucked it under my left arm. Did phone stuff. Moved around in my seat—as I did, the glove slipped out of place and fell between the seat and the door. Dug it out, then squinted into the dark space, and oh look.
Let us recall that I had entered and exited the car several times over the course of the last several days and did not see that glove.
Devil's triangle. I'm telling you.
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