Case in point. We made a whirlwind tour thru Oriental, Bayboro, and New Bern taking care of errands and along the way Monty checked out the sunglass rack at each and every store we visited. At the end of the day, still no sunglasses. So we reversed our trek and back to Oriental (where we originally started) we went. After a thorough search of the available merchandise ((finally)) he made his purchase. Upon leaving the building he immediately removed the tags, placed them on his face and proceeded to stare down the sun.
Once we arrived back at the boat Monty got sidetracked on some thing or other, taking off his brand new sunglasses in the process. He tucked them neatly into the neck of his shirt, never to give them a second thought.
Yep. You know exactly where this is going, don’t you? I’m sure it wasn’t intentional. I’m sure he didn’t mean to send them to the briny deep when he leaned over the rail to look at something interesting!
Nonetheless, it happened, and now they are resting comfortably on the murky bottom keeping my pilfered spatula company.