Also, naturally, I put the tiny card (in a larger plastic case) on my desk, to be perused at a later time. Stuff happened.
Cut to when we were about to go to bed (yeah, that should have happened already, shouldn't it? Whoops). I went looking for the card. No card. Now, my memory was never what it was, but I was -sure- I'd put it on my desk, because really, despite absent mindedness, well, where would I put it?
Note that this is what my "desk" looks like at the moment (yes, I have a real desk, but I never use it):
But, I couldn't find it. Couldn't find it on the floor, either, which was the most obvious place (after all, the thing is tiny). Not under the computer. Not under -anything-, in fact. I looked -everywhere-, including lots of inobvious places. Nada.
Eventually, it occured to me that it could have fallen into the tissue box. Looked. Nope. But that gave me an idea.
Know where it was? (answer behind the cut).
Yes, that's right. It had, somehow, managed to fall into the -lower- cup of my headphones, concealing itself -below- the desk while not managing to fall to the floor.
What the hell, people! Also, I hope we have good ratings.
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