My son was not doing his homework so I confiscated his GBA. I told him he would get it back next week.
Well he’s a pretty clever dude and knew all my hiding places, so I put it someplace he would never look.
Except I suffered a TBI a few years earlier and I forget stuff. So when he did his homework and asked for it back after a week, I ... could not find it. Aargh. I looked everywhere.
Narrator: Obviously not everywhere...
Then we moved house. And I still didn’t find it.
Spongebob: 18 YEARS LATER...
I was donating some coats I had not worn in a long time. And in the pocket of a Viennese trench coat from the 1930’s, I found... his Gameboy Advance. And turned it on. And it WORKED. Pokémon appeared.
I put fresh batteries into it and handed it to my 28 year old son. Who proceeded to laugh for a good five minutes. Then played it for a few hours. Then proceeded to tell my wife and other adult children how silly I was.
TL/DR: Hid kid’s Gameboy, forgot where. Found it almost 20 years later. Family has further proof that I’m an idiot.
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