In the hallway near my new office, a manager from information technologies said he had ordered a new case for the small computer I’d been issued a few days before.
“We’re getting you a special case,” he said. “It comes with a big magnet on the bottom.”
He was having some fun with me. I had earlier reported leaving my little computer on top of my vehicle and losing it somewhere along the three miles of a rural lane, named Possum Hollow Road, between my mother’s house and mine.
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