Radio Shack

I sheepishly slunk up to the sales counter and asked if I could return the Ethernet cable that I had purchased earlier in the day. I handed it over in the original package along with the receipt. As I answered the litany of questions and signed all the required documentation… I hoped and prayed they would not ask me the reason for its return. That would be far too embarrassing to explain in front of all the other customers.

I had stewed over the loss of my antiquated Ethernet cable for days. I knew I had one and I wanted to hook up my new computer to my antiquated non-wireless router that I had used for years. I stubbornly refuse to go “wireless” even though the computer is capable. Surely the missing cable must be my wife’s fault…she puts stuff everywhere…her schoolteacher style of organizing I have never understood and never will. So finally…I had to bite the bullet and buy a new one.

Upon returning home I examined my router for a vacant port but found none…what were all these wires plugged into? Duh!!! There’s my cable…at that instant I recalled who was the responsible party.

So, Thank you, Radio Shack…thank you for not embarrassing me. Not a soul will know what an idiot I am… not even my wife. I will carry this secret to my grave.


Dear Lord please
Remind me to
Pray before I eat
Look before I leap
Think before I speak
Amen