So a week ago last Friday I was looking high and low for my packet of scan-tron sheets. For those of you not in the know a scan-tron sheet is an answer sheet for tests and such. Anyhow I had a test in my beloved history class that Friday and the bookstore being conscious of the needs of its students decided to close at 1:00 pm. I didn't get off work until 3:00pm. Anyhow I spent two hours looking high and low for these answer sheets so I could take the test. I looked for them everywhere, but couldn't find them. I did find an empty packet, and figured I had used them all.

Dejected I headed off to Class anyhow, hoping the cafeteria was still open, as they sell the scan-trons there as well. Of course, when I got there they were nice and closed. Good thing my group members had one a spare one that I borrowed, damn I have to give give one back and I don't remember which one came to my rescue.

This past Friday there the sheets where, sitting there on the dining room table out in the open...

I looked there, four times as I shuffled through the pile of text books.

Point is, sometimes we are just searching too hard for something and in our frantic search, we fail to see that is was there all along.

Oh, and if your curious... I got a C on the test.

I HATE that class...

Steve