The Day I Left My Brain at Home

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Ah, the keys!

Picture it. Friday morning, 7 AM... My class starts at 9 AM an hour away from my home and I'm a college commuter. I've just woken up and my brain is a little slow in the morning, so, my body is as well. I eat breakfast slowly, get dressed slowly and pack all my things slowly. I check my bag to make sure I have all that I'll need for my short day. After all, on Fridays I only have 2 fifteen minute classes.

Text book? Check! Notebooks? Check! Pencils and pens? Check! Homework....? Oh yeah, check! Bus fare? Of course! So, I have everything, right? Wrong!

I had a pretty good morning. My class finished near 11 AM and I was on the bus on the way home at 12. There was no traffic so, we reached my town pretty fast. When I was nearing my stop, something told me to look into my bag for my keys. As I opened my bag and reached into the pocket where the keys normally are, I see nothing! The pocket is empty!

My heart skips a beat for a moment and I call mummy of course! I say, "Mum, my keys! I think I left my keys at home!" I searched frantically through my bag, while my mother calmly tells me to get out at the music store and call my aunt. So at least I'll be sheltered from the cold autumn air. 

Of course, I don't listen to my mother and I get out at my usual stop. I walk slowly and I'm not even cold because I'm thinking so hard about what I'm going to do once I get home. Break into my house? Maybe my puppy Xena would open the door for me... It sounds silly but that's really what I was thinking. 

At last, I reach my aunt on the phone (she lives upstairs in our house). Unfortunately, she's in class, out of town. So, to make that long story short, I ended up walking to the library, trying to avoid some obnoxious middle schoolers, observing the behavior of some elementary school "seniors", discovering a new book by one of my favourite authors (Tamora Pierce) and at last, I got home... at 2 PM!!! I was so upset.

Usually, I get home around 12:40 and I have time to... well... slack off.

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Mum, guess what I forgot

That night, I made plans with my mum and aunt to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I at the cinema and then go out for dinner. However, by the time we were all ready to leave the house, it was around 8 PM. We were all hungry so we decided to go to Olive Gardens for dinner first. Then off to dinner where I was supposed to treat my dear mother to her movie tickets. 

So... quick flashback: Before I left home, I MADE SURE to put $40 in my pocket so that I won't forget it at home. So there was no way I could forget it, right? Wrong! I changed my pants, RIGHT before I walked out of the door.

I realised that I had forgotten the money at home, when the check came at Olive Gardens. My mum looked to me for tip and I reached into my pockets only to discover that they were empty. Seriously! What's with the empty pockets? First my keys, now my money. 

Well, that problem was solved quickly. My aunt paid and I promised to pay her back when I got home... if I remember. 

My Notebook! Are you Serious?

Now, for those who know me well, I am ALWAYS carrying a notebook or at least some sheets of paper and a pen. It's for in case I get inspiration or some idea to write. I'm always writing. If I'm not physically writing, I'm mentally writing something. So of course I took my notebook with me into the movie theatre.

While we were watching previews, I jotted down the titles of upcoming movies that look interesting. Then the movie began. I put my notebook on the seat and sat on it, thinking that the feel of the spirals underneath my thighs would remind me that the notebook is there. That makes sense, right?

Again, wrong! Of course after more that 2 1/2 hours, I would no longer feel the blooming thing under my thighs! What was I thinking? So, when the awesome movie was finished, I stood up and, talking nonstop about the movie, walked out of the theatre with my family.

We got into the car, with me still chattering like a little monkey or a parrot or something. Then after 3 or 5 minutes of my aunt driving (back home) I suddenly remembered. "My notebook!" My aunt didn't even question me. She knows I'm always writing. So she turned right back around (illegally, might I add) and back to the theatre we went!

The cinema was in darkness. I mean, pitch black! I jumped out of the car before it even stopped and I ran to the doors. Man, I rattled those doors like Fred Flintstone and banged on the glass! No one answered. All the while, I kept thinking: I wrote 2 chapters of a story in that notebook! I could just imagine the maintenance people picking up my precious notebook and tossing it into the trash.

Call it an overreaction, but I felt my heart almost break. It was such an awful feeling. I wanted to cry. But after a while of rattling the doors and banging and calling out "Wilma!" (just kidding) no one answered. I dejectedly got back into the car. THEN, I saw someone, one of the workers, walking.

I tried to hop out of the car but my aunt had locked the door. Shoot! By the time the door was unlocked and I got out, that worker had disappeared. I tell ya! I rattled those doors even harder. Then I got so frustrated, I let all those emotions and whatever else take over. I just started running! Running to the side of the theatre. I obviously underestimated the size of the building because I was running for quite sometime.

My nose was burning (and running) from the cold, by the time the tears were accumulating and I just kept thinking, I CANNOT rewrite the scenes of that story! It was so frustrating. I banged on every door and when I couldn't run anymore, I saw my aunt's van driving towards me.

I silently got into the car and... continued thinking about those bad people throwing my treasured notebook into the rubbish bin. It made me so sad. I was busy thinking all these terrible thoughts and imagining how I would re-write what I had potentially lost when my mother's voice broke through my thoughts. She was on the phone, talking to the manager of the cinema.

The manager told her that he would open the front door so my aunt quickly drove to the front of the theatre. I hopped out of the car and ran to the door. There was no one there! Talk about impatience on my part! I rattled the doors some more and paced back and forth like a hungry lion. It took a while before I saw anyone and when I did, I felt such relief. Yet, at the back of my head I was wondering whether they had already thrown it out or not.

I shuddered from the thought. Then at last, they opened the door. My mum was right beside me. We both thanked the manager and rushed off to theater number 16. Someone accompanied us to turn the lights on... then! My mother found the notebook right beneath my seat!

Oh my goodness! I was so happy. I took the notebook and hugged it to my chest like it was a long lost friend. I know it was a bit dramatic but I couldn't help it. The relief I felt was so genuine.

Where was My Mind?

On the way home, my aunt was asking me if I was alright. I had been especially forgetful that day and she was worried. All I could think about was: I think I forgot my mind at home this morning. 

Thank you Regal Hadley Theatre for allowing me to retrieve my notebook! And thank you all for reading! 

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ACSutliff 6 years ago

KAlto,

I have been in your shoes! Last year when I was still a substitute, I left my notebook in a teacher's classroom. I couldn't believe my stupidity! By the time I realized it was missing, I had only twenty minutes to get to my night job at Walmart. So that meant I didn't have a notebook to write while on my break from work that night, and I didn't have it all the next day while doing my job at a different school, and I couldn't stop worrying about what the teacher was going to do with it. And how in the world I would remember all the scenes and brainstorming I had written down but hadn't taken the time to type up just yet.

Luckily the day after that, I ended up back at the same school and I didn't even have to go on a search for the teacher. She was in the office when I got there and handed my notebook right to me. She also commented that my story was very awesome, which made me blush. Nobody reads my rough drafts!

Great story, K! Thanks for sharing!


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Haha. It's great to know that someone else has a notebook story. It's funny that the teacher read your story. I feel better now knowing that someone has gone through the same thing and doesn't think that I overreacted! Thanks, AC!

I can always depend on you to have the same weird experiences I have had. haha.


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kathryn1000 6 years ago from London

It's a horrible feeling when you lose your keys but at least you found your!!!


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zachariahs78 6 years ago from Boston South

Start taking some ginkobaloba! But you have remember to take it every day!


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leni sands 6 years ago from UK

Vitamin B-complex is also good from the brain, apparently it holds off dementia lol. Great story.


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Yes it is a horrible feeling, Kathryn!

Zachriah and Leni, I probably should start doing that. Everyone says it's my age. I'm 19. Apparently 19-year-old are forgetful? My mind tends to wander a lot lately. I'm "focused" on too many things. The end of the term, finals, the holidays are coming up... my brain is on overload. Maybe it's a good thing I left it home that day. ;)


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drbj 6 years ago from south Florida

Condolences, Kimberly, about your lost brain. Leave it alone and it will come home - wagging its notebook behind it.

Memory loss happens to all of us at some time. I try to make lists of what I need to do when I leave home or the office. And I always have my keys in my hand before I lock the door - any door. Hope that helps. :)


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Hahaha, Dr. BJ. I always enjoy the cleverness of your words. Yes, that's helpful. I'll make sure to add my keys to the checklist of things to have before leaving home. Thanks.


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akirchner 6 years ago from Central Oregon

Kim - Thanks for the chuckle and only because I think I do things like this almost every day now....good lord! And Bob lost Griffin one day - only to discover that he was in the car the entire time!! And to think they let us drive and live alone!


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Hi Ms. Audrey! Haha, this does sound a bit like the famous Audrey stories, doesn't it? Just not as funny. Well I'm glad I can make you chuckle. Your husband lost Griffin?! Lol. That is too funny! :D Even your comments make me laugh! Thanks for stopping by.


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K9keystrokes 6 years ago from Northern, California

You had one tough brain day! Thanks for the smile.


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Yes I did. haha. :D I'm happy to have made you smile.


tinamarie9884 6 years ago

Kaltopsyd, I have done some of the same things as you, and for those reasons yes, I was laughing while reading. I think it is great that you shared.


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Hahaha. Good to know, Tina Marie! I like to make people laugh. I'm glad my "little ordeals" could achieve that. :) hehe. I felt I just HAD to share. It was just such a crazy day.


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marvalousnj 6 years ago from Central Jersey USA

I am so glad you found your notebook and your brain (did you find your brain). Funny and interesting story... something you can laugh about.


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Haha. Yes, I did find my brain. Thanks! :)


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silverfoxygirl108 6 years ago

"Lost, lost, lost..."

"Lost what Toodles?"

"Lost my marbles."

Haha You had quite the day. :) I'm glad you made it through with only three lost things. Thankyou for telling everyone about your hectic day.


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

hahahahahahahahaha. Thanks, Allora. I've missed you on The Pages! :)


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Ruchira 6 years ago from United States

I like how you made a light of the above by saying that, "I left my brain at home." It is a nice way to put things and not be hard on oneself...like I usually go "aaargghh, how could I do such a dumb thing, gosh!!" ;-)


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Hahaha. My original thought was "aaargghh, how could I do such a dumb thing"? At the end of the day I was able to laugh at it all. :D Thanks for the comment, Ruchira!


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daydreamer13 6 years ago

Great hub! Well done!


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

Thank you, daydreamer!


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Lady_E 5 years ago from London, UK

LOl. I agree with Zecharias' comments. I laughed at the bit where you changed your pants.

Hey, your not alone... :)


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kaltopsyd 5 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA Author

I was so proud of myself for putting the money into my pants... then I changed them. Thanks, Lady E. I'm glad I'm not alone. Although...should I be happy about that? lol

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