Tommy Collison

Last night, just before I was going out, I checked my email and saw that Patrick was online in Gmail’s weird little chat thingy. I opened up a conversation window and chatted to him for a while, asking him where he was and such. Turns out, he was at the airport. I tentatively ask him.

“So… you got the… y’know..”

There’s a pause as I anxiously wonder the possibilities. Finally, a little italicized message appears. “Patrick is typing“. My breath catches in my throat as..

Patrick: Oh, um, so, you know that thing I *really* didn’t want to forget? that important thing?”
Me *worried* : Yeah…?
Patrick: Yeah, so I kind of… forgot it..
Me: Oh, um, bummer
Patrick: Yeah.. I forgot my lucky pair of socks
Me *trying to hide relief*: Oh, um, shame..
Patrick *knowing far too well what I’m up to*: LOL, but that reminds me. You know that pocket-sized electronic thing I needed to give to Dad? I did forget that..
Me *fresh waves of panic*: Oh yeah?
Patrick: My travel adaptor!

I have a mini heart attack and Mum calls and we head to the debate (which we won!).

I never actually got to make sure he did have the iPhone. Maybe it was a ruse to cover up the fact he did forget. Or more likely, I’m just being a nervous twit. Which is more likely? :P