All of yesterday, I just felt that I did not want today to come. I just dreaded today, and I also dreaded the thought of having to work at Target today. Well, this morning I found out that Target was probably the least of my worries. As I got up and got ready for my first class, I noticed that my duplex keys and the keys to my bike lock were gone. I’ve misplaced them before so I wasn’t too worried, just slightly annoyed. As I made my rounds through the rooms and looked at the few places where I usually placed them, I began to get more and more worried as I couldn’t spy them. Long story short, I didn’t make it to my first class. I spent much of this morning trying to find them through the house. Usually I put them in the living room either on the couch or on the floor near the couch, so that’s where I spent the duration of my “looking time.” As I threw off the cushions of the couch, lifted up the rug and pulled the sofa out, I yelled out curses, as I just couldn’t find anything. I shoved my hands down the crevices of the couch and found nothing but crumbs and other oddities. I was really starting to give up hope. I just wanted to cry and scream and just plain bitch to no end. I wanted to throw a fucking fit. I checked over places three or four times, knowing that there was probably no hope of finding it there as I had already looked.
It was about my fifth time looking under the couch when I noticed a little flap of fabric that had been slightly ripped off at the side at the bottom of the couch, and I could see inside to the bottom of the couch. I placed my hand inside and felt around but felt nothing. Then I bounced my hand on it and heard the very satisfying sound of jangling keys. “Oh my fucking God!” I thought. I hastily tipped the couch up and shook it, again hearing the jangle of keys. I reached my hand inside felt my keys and pulled them out. I stared at them with such hatred and anger and shock and I threw them down on the floor as I said, “You fucking fuckers!”
Agh, well I missed one of my classes because of those stupid keys. At least I’m not missing my other one.
Stupid, fucking keys.
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