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My oatmeal has gone missing. I really, really, really should’ve
scribbled my name on it.
I wrote a note on my receipt (thank goodness I keep records!) asking
if anyone had seen my open paper pack of quick-cooking oatmeal. A
Post-it addendum apologized if I’d been unknowingly taking from
someone else’s supplies and asks that I be informed so that I can
check with the supermarket or just absorb the loss and buy another
pack. A third Post-it note added that if people had been mistaking my
oatmeal for the intact one-minute oatmeal buried behind the brown
sugar on someone else’s shelf, then no problem, but please stop moving
Life is too complicated for 8:00 in the morning.
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