This morning I hopped on the treadmill for a run and realized that the Emergency Stop was missing.
For those who do not know, the Emergency Stop on a treadmill is a magnet on a string. If you start to fall or need to stop suddenly, you are supposed to pull on the string, and when the magnet pops off, the treadmill stops. It's so you don't pass out while the treadmill keeps going and rubs away all your skin. But the important thing in this case is, the treadmill does not work without it.
The kids used to like to pull it off and pretend to fish with it. After all, it's a weighted string. It's interesting when you jerk it and swing it. And if I've said it once I've said it a thousand times - it's NOT A TOY! So you can imagine my frustration when I discovered it missing, looked around for it and couldn't find it, and finally tried replacing it with magnets from our fridge, but failed.
I moaned and pouted and sulked and lectured the kids. When I picked Nick up from school I told him what happened. "It was Nate," he said. But when I explained it to Nate he said "It was Andy." Oh, the unfairness of it all!
But then I got over it... kind of. Because if this is my biggest problem right now, then I should be pretty happy with my life.
2 comments:
Andy said it was Gunther. Gunther said it was Puck. Puck said it was Frank...and the green grass grew all around, all around and the green grass grew all around! It's a lot lke The Old Lady who Swallowed a Fly!
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