OK - who's responsible?

Someone, somewhere sneaked up in the night and stole something from me, and
I want it back.

That sneaky rotten scoundrel has screwed things up for me and I want it put
right.

Someone stole a week from me, and I don't know where it has gone. It was
there, up on the wall, on the calendar; I know that because I had an
appointment written up on it.

david...

It was I. I needed time to paint the kitchen, clean some rooms, clear the
garage, and still find time to go camping... the calendar was full, so I
looked around and stole that week. However, to show my sincerity, I'll give
it back, plus another week. You can have back the week of July 23rd, 2006 -
the week I stole, and I'll toss in the week of July 30th, 2006, because I
didn't use it well, and I'm sure you would use it much better. There... now
my conscience feels much better... :)

I was due to go to have my blood pressure checked again on the 29th July.
When I got tarted up in my best bib and tucker, I discovered that I was in
the wrong week - the week with the appointment in it had gone, passed,
disappeared into oblivion, leaving me behind.

I had it all sorted until that dirty rotten scoundrel came along and stole
the week and I want it back. Please.

And another thing - someone has been screwing up my medicines behind my
back. I have them all laid out in a pair of those nice little dispenser
gizmos, but lately I have missed out on three doses and taken an extra dose

Chakolate...

This is a clear case of gremlin and greebling infestation. Get a cat.
Actually, get two cats.

They may not be able to stop the infestation, but their attempts will
take your mind off the problem. :-)

on one occasion.

Lissen - please don't mess me about. These things are important, so leave
them alone.

Goromoff, writing from St. Agatha's Hostel for The the Confused and
Confounded.

Norma...

Sorry. I'd give back your week but I used it all up.
Norma

mmj1...

Wasn't me. I suggest you lock your weeks up from now on.