(I'm sitting at my desk checking my phone messages when Lenore trundles in.)
Lenore: Excuse me mister. Elle [co-worker] left a message last night on my phone that she went to the bathroom after work yesterday and, uh, um...
L: I guess she had a bag with her and she left it in the ladies' room and I just went to check and, well, it wasn't there.
Me: Oh. So she left a bag in the ladies' room?
L: Yeah. And I couldn't find it. I mean, I didn't see it or anything.
Me: I'm sorry to hear that.
L: Did you happen to see it?
Me: Uh, no. I use the men's room.
L: I know that, but I thought that you might have seen something.
Me: No, I don't go in the ladies' room--I mean, where would I have seen it?
L: I dunno. I just don't have the slightest clue what to do next.
Me: Why don't you ask the janitors? They clean the bathrooms after work.
L: (brightening up) Bingo! That's a great, great idea!
(Exactly eight minutes later, Lenore walks by my office door with the bag in her hand.)
L: Found it!
Originally posted November 10, 2010