Everyday I hear someone say “Man I forgot…”, “Shot I didn’t bring …” and on. It’s something we have all grown accustom too. It’s something we usually beat ourselves over the head for. And on the rare occasion pat ourselves on the back for.
What’s odd to almost all of us is when someone accidentally brings something with them. Once while in high-school I was talking to a guy in my Spanish class during one of our “lock downs” when he completely froze. For some reason something I had said had reminded him that he had a pocket knife in his book-bag. Course no one was going to search him for a deadly weapon, but his nerves were on edge the rest of the day.
My favorites though are the unconscious mistakes, especially when it concerns bringing something extra. Those are the times when you wonder where your brain is going, when you can’t understand because there is no explanation like “I put it in my purse last night.” to help you explain yourself.
A wonderful example dealt with a teddy bear. I rode the bus throughout my public school years as a child and one morning a senior guy walked onto the bus carrying a teddy bear. Now any white person would have just laughed and made fun of him for it, but I was the only white person on that bus. So we all got the full story. That morning he had made his bed and in the process he had had to pick up his bear. Now when he arrived at the bus stop, a few moments before the bus pulled up, it dawned on him he still had his bear in his hand. All while finishing geting ready to catch the bus he had held onto that bear without consciously realizing it and had gotten out side before he realized he was carrying something extra.
What has prompted me to tell you all of this is the fact that I did something very similar this afternoon. Before going out tonight I decided to shower and rightfully so. I had gathered my things and had tried to leave the room several times before I succeeded to making it to the bathroom across the hall. I knew something was off, but I couldn’t place it. I picked my shower and went to put my stuff in it. First I set down the actual shower stuff, then placed my keys on the hook, threw my towel over the curtain, and hung my bathrobe up. And that’s when it hit me … I had something extra with me, on me. I looked down to see what the weight was coming from and behold I had my purse with me. I was dumbfounded; I couldn’t remember picking up my purse, there was no reason to have it there. It would get wet if I had it in there. So I stepped out of the shower, looking first to make sure no one saw me step out of a shower with a purse, and proceeded to put my bag back in my room where it belonged. I almost avoided anyone knowing of my unconscious slip, but my roommate watched me walk back in and set down the bag . And she connected it to the fact that I had gone to take a shower.
Overall it makes a funny story; one that makes me wonder where my brain was and laugh at how unaware I can be.
