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Another Moment in Caroline's Brain : NEON Yellow Earbud Case

In Today's Episode of "Another Moment inside Caroline's Brain"
we examine how one loses a NEON YELLOW Earbud Case

🎥Scene: Headphones say "Battery Low" while in office
🧠1: Where is your NEON YELLOW skull candy case?

👀: Don't see it sitting out

🧠1:check your purse pocket you always keep it in

👀: Nope

🧠1:Check your work bag even though they don't go there.

🧠2: Its not there you never put it there

🧠1: look anyway

👀: Nope

🧠2: How does this stuff keep happening. I bought a yellow neon case and i'm so careful to always put things back. This is ridiculous. How can I be so stupid. No wonder you aren't good at anything. You're probably going to lose the damn headphones and then you'll find the case.

🧠1: First of all... stop. Just stop. Second, let's go put the headphones in your purse pocket. That's something you can control.

🧠2:grumbles and puts headphones in pocket.

🧠1: OK, now that we're out of our head, lets think systematically
The logical conclusion is that the case is at home.

🧠2: *feels panic creeping in* NOT ANOTHER LOST KEYS IN THE BUSHES INCIDENT.

🧠1: I repeat. The logical conclusion is that the case is at home. You were medicated. You did not lose it. It's neon yellow for a reason.

👀: Looks when gets home. Not there.

🧠2: *panic increases...add dramatic music and lighting* THIS IS A REPEAT OF THE KEY INCIDENT!

🧠1: The next logical conclusion is that it is in the car. You know you had your headphones in after Master's Swim, you showered with them in, with your audiobook on, so you had the case at the pool. Did you sit it down in the car after practice? Maybe its under the seat?

👀: Looks in car. not there. not under the seat. Grateful for a blank interior, as neon stands out.

🧠1: Check your swim bag.

👀: Still not there.

🧠1: It has to be. This is the last place you remember having it.

🧠2:BECAUSE THAT IS HOW YOUR BRAIN WORKS. It's not there! You just looked. You probably sat it down "somewhere safe" and just forgot. Your brain sucks! Your headphones have Tile built in but of course the CASE DOESN'T AND YOU LOSE THE CASE. What else are you sucking at?

🧠1: ........It's ok. You'll find it. You always do..... Let's move on for now....Just use your backup hot pink headphones for now. That's why you have them....

brief pause
.....You know, the case could also be in your swim locker. You can check that on Friday when you go to practice. Heck, that way you actually get up and GO to practice. Maybe you're onto something here.....

🧠2: Not funny, brain.

🧠1: You can probably get a replacement case....Better yet a replacement set, and then you'd have a charged set and a working set!

🧠2: oooh I like that idea *Picks up phone to start googling*

🧠1: But first, lets look one more time in your swim bag. But this time, lets dump it out on the couch

🧠2: *grumbles, sets down phone, feels loss of potential dopamine hit*: This is stupid, I already looked in this bag. It's not here!

*Dumps bag*

Neon Yellow Headphone case spills out

🧠2:*folds invisible arms and pouts to 🧠1* I hate it when you're right.

TLDR: Neon Yellow Headphone cases are invisible when in a bag with neon yellow lining. Self Talk is a bitch. No one has it all together.


and....Time to ADHD hack my case and put a sticker on both sides....

Best headphones in the world except for losing the case.
The headphones themselves come with built in Tiles!
https://www.skullcandy.com/shop/earbuds/bluetooth-earbuds/push-ultra
No I don't get paid for this or anything, just passing along.

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