Experience I Had with the Trickster

I was roasting tomatoes the other day and I had two bags of cipollinis (small onions) that I wanted to include. I took one bag, parboiled them, and slipped them out of their skins and onto the roasting pan along with the tomatoes.

Seeing I had enough tomatoes to call for another bag of onions, I went back to the drawer where I store onions to get it. It was gone.

OK, I'm used to this. Misplace things all the time. I look in my ktichen, my butler's pantry, and on my dining room table. The onions are nowhere to be found.

I figure I overlooked them in the storage drawer, so I return to the utility room and search every single drawer. Not there.

I again go through all the rooms, looking for them. Can't find them. I repeated the previously described process a third time. There were no onions anywhere. I went through every single drawer a third time.

At this point I begin suspecting the Trickster. My friend I have mentioned here before, Anjali, had told me about a few instances where she yelled at the trickster and demanded he return her items and he did. A few of her psychic friends also did this and received their items back. So I was about to demand my onions back when a friend stopped by.

This is not a friend who would understand demanding some onions back from the trickster, so I had to keep my mouth shut. The whole time he was here, I was wishing he would leave so I could yell at the trickster.

Finally he left and as I saw his car exit down the road, I addressed the trickster. I said, "I want those onions back and I want them back now." When I said this, I was in my office, which is fairly close to my kitchen.

Now this is where even I have a hard time believing it, but it happened. I heard a "thunk" come from the utility room. Figuring it was a cat jumping off some piece of furniture, I went to check it out. No cat.

However, I was again in the utility room so I decided to check a fourth time for my onions. I opened the drawer and there they were.

Now, I know those onions were not in that drawer before. I had looked three separate times. And my friend was in my sight the whole time, so he didn't pick them up and put them there, either.

Was the the "thunk" I heard the onions being returned? I am chalking it up to that.

This amused me to no end, so I wanted to share the story with my friends here.

I have had a lot of trouble with missing objects over the years, so much so that I have implemented "rules" for where i put things. After this experience, I don't think my own absent-mindedness is the cause for all my missing objects.


Cher