My Man

Cirdan and I have had some good laughs over the years at Cirdan's expense. Like the time he got so mad because he thought someone stole his sunglasses from his car at work. He went so far as to have them review the security tapes only to find them...not on top of his head...but fitting perfectly on his face looking out of them.
Also, the time that he thought the dry cleaners misplaced his shirt. Calling them about it. He ended up finding his shirt...in his closet.
He is always 100 percent sure (and very passionate) about these things that he KNOWS happened. He KNEW someone stole his glasses and he KNEW that the dry cleaners misplaced his shirt.
Well here is the latest story...
Cirdan plays basketball on Monday nights with some guys at the church. I had known that he had emailed the guy who puts this Monday night practice on asking him to send out an email telling everyone he left his ball at the church and if anyone saw it please let him know. He didn't hear anything back. On Wednesday I noticed his basketball bag next to the front room with a basketball next to it. I was confused so I asked him and guess what he said. His basketball was in his car, on the floor of the passenger side the whole time.

I am looking forward to the next story.