One of my favourite words is “anthropomorphic”. Never mind that for a long time, I was mispronouncing it as “anthromorphic”, missing the “po” in the middle. The meaning of the word is to do with representation of an idea, or a concept, into human form. For example, all the Indian minor gods are essentially anthropomorphic representations of the natural phenomena they represent. Vayu, the wind, Agni, fire and so on. Or you might say that the members of The Endless, in Gaiman’s Sandman books are anthropomorphic representations of Dream, Death, Delirium, Destiny, Destruction, Desire and Despair. ( Woo-hoo, I didn’t have to pause while typing that!)
The reason why I bring this word up right now is that I have a vague feeling that the anthropomorphic representation of the term “stupid” would be….ME!
You see, I own a 128 MB USB drive, a small thingummijig that helps me transport data of minor import from home to office and vice versa. And because it’s so small, I am usually very careful about where it is kept, at any given point of time. Last night, I remembered that I hadn’t seen it in quite sometime, and proceeded to search through my stuff – the usual spots where I might have left it. Checked the drawer on my computer table, which is the kind of black hole that attracts Things That Disappear For Months. Nope. Checked the pockets of the shirts I had worn the last week. Nope. Checked the top parts of every shelf. Nope. Wallet. Nope. Top of CD player. Uh-huh.
This is the chain of thoughts that followed.
“Hmm, maybe it’s in your jeans pocket, you know.”
“Which jeans pocket?”
“Oh, the pair you were wearing last week, dum-dum.”
“Ahhhh, but that can’t be! I put it in the washing machine half an hour ago myself, and there was no USB drive in any of the pockets.”
“Well, half an hour ago, you weren’t thinking about USB drives, sonny. And you didn’t check any of the pockets, so there.”
“Oh shut up, I am pretty sure it’s not there. It should be there in my office drawer. Yes, I am pretty sure it would be in my office drawer. That‘s the other black hole, after all.
Hmmm.
*silence*
“Say….”
“Yes?”
“Didn’t you just go through your office drawer today morning, when you were looking for that printout?
“Grrrr, I did, but I wasn’t careful enough!! And NO, I am NOT looking in the pocket of my jeans. It’s been soaking there for half an hour and I am pretty sure it’s not inside any of the pockets and I am NOT putting my hand into soapy water.”
“Suit yourself.”
An hour later, when I was taking my clothes out of the washing machine and hanging them out to dry, there was a clatter, as the USB drive plopped out of the washed jeans. There was also a fifty-rupee note and a one-rupee coin among the other relics at the bottom of the washing machine. And the voice begins again, louder – “Stupidstupidstupidstupid” and the other voice whimpers and says “Ohmygodohmygodwillitworkornotohmygodohmygodishouldhavecheckedthepocketsdamnbotherandblastohmygod”.
Well, I let it dry throughout the night, just to make sure, and today morning, it worked. It worked! It’s still working! All the data still intact! Yes! YES! YESSSSS!!
Stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid. Shut up. Stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid.
I hope my ‘Manichitrathazhu’ is not similarly hung out.
pocket
hung
lock
oh my god oh my god oh my goat
Baaaaaaah!
It’s safe. Very safe.
Your lucky day, buddy :-)
Sure was!
Lucky you – but my full sypathies for the poovar USB drive. At the most mine has gone inside a dog’s mouth (and not beyond).
Interesting! Tell me more. Did you have to give it rabies shots? (the drive I mean) ;-)
hahaha!
Lucky dawg!
They have an old saying that sums up this incident, master brainz, “Bow wow wow”!
Show off!
Yes sir, now we know you have a fully-automatic washing machine. Don’t you wish your senses were too? Fully-automatic, I mean, and not washing machine.
Re: Show off!
I can spin sideways too, by the way.
Phew!!
:)
You mean, you don’t do what the voices in your head tell you? DEMON!!
The voices in my head told me not to respond to this comment, but I did anyway. Aren’t you glad?
not everyone has ur kinda luck. :( no usb drives for me but i have rendered lots of those flimsy-papery kinda thingy going around by the name of money useless. ur 50 buck note… :-?
What were its contents?
U.S. Defense protocols, probably.
Or maybe comic book gift vouchers!
Random data. You know, bits and pieces. ;-)
Just glad it worked out okay!
Yup, lucky for me!
When I read the word “anthropomorphic” in the first sentence, I was pretty sure you would mention the Endless somewhere. I figured you won’t have any problems in listing out all the members of the group. And you prove me right within the same paragraph :)
My predictibility levels have increased beyond belief, sheesh!
Dude..you are getting more and more weird, not in a good way.
Me? Weird? Of course not! I only chewed on ONE pair of shoes today!
Wow…
I didn’t know they were making Beatzo-proof USB drives these days :D
Sarcasm, child? :)
there’s more of us then?
have been known to chuck away important things.
i guess i get it from my dad WHO’S been known to throw away brand new socks, roomals in the dustbin, having mistaken it for a hamper.
should be call ourselves the scatterbrains and form a registered society already or do we await for more proofs?
Re: there’s more of us then?
Hallelujah! More members of my tribe! :)
:))
:) what?
stupidstupidstupid… how did you like x-men 3?
I am not watching it. Nosirreebob!