Also me: Honey, hold this. < hands phone to wife > Continues to rummage through all pockets looking for my phone.
Walk out of office door. Lock office door. Immediately panic that I've just locked my keys in the office. Unlock door. Search a surprisingly long time for said keys. Sigh disappointely when I realize what just happened.
(Rummages through all vehicles, drawers, closets, trash, dirty clothes, and attic storage.)
(Starts digging up the yard and opening up the walls.)
(Finally looks up.)
Me: Oh
Once I slapped my pockets after leaving a bus and felt a missing wallet at the same time the bus took off. That was a horrible feeling, like getting shaken out of a dream or something, I became hyper aware of the present. Until I realized I for once put the wallet in my breast pocket since it was crowded :)
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