I've heard that every day for what has to be about 200 straight days!
And it drives me absolutely crazy.
I have a charger for my car.
I also have one for around the house.
I like my phone to be close to fully charged at all time. (Spare me the 'It's bad for your battery' lecture. I have OCD),
We ran into a little danger one night when I went into Sam's room and saw the red line of my car charger.
"Why do you have my charger?" I asked.
"Lost mine. I've used it every night for a week," he said. "I've put it back in your car every day before you've needed it."
The next day, he forgot.
I let it go.
"What's your phone at?" My beautiful wife asks each night.
"Why? Where's yours?"
"Jake borrowed it."
I reluctantly hand it over if I'm at 90 or better.
"They sell chargers at every gas station from here to California," I said. "I have mine every time I need it. Get your own!"
I think part of the "I'm missing my stuff and it pisses me off" attitude comes from having lived alone for a lot of years.
"I'll give it right back to you!"
Doesn't actually work well for me.
My phone is currently at 88.
I can almost live with that.
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