Since Tim broke the ice about non-vaping stupidity, here goes. A few years back, I had an early-morning dental appointment. I decided that since it was already warm out, I'd leave my lunch at home (I usually bring my lunch to work) and swing back and pick it up on the way to the office. So, when I got home from the dentist's office, I got my stuff ready to go and said good-bye to my wife. I had my lunch and jacket with me. She asks, "Why do you have your jacket - it's 80 degrees?" I said that I am a creature of habit, and keep my office keys and extra cigs (at the time), etc. in my jacket, so the jacket always goes with me. She says, "Why don't you just put your keys and cigs in your lunch?" OK, not a bad idea, I guess. So I made the transfer, put my jacket away, and decided to have a cig before leaving. Mother Nature said it was time to recycle the coffee I'd had earlier, so I set my lunch on the workbench and made a quick visit to the little boys' room, hopped in the car and away I went. It was a beautiful sunny day, and I had the top off of the Corvette - a pleasant commute. Just as I was about to pull into the parking ramp, I looked over at the passenger seat, expecting to see my lunch bag, which wasn't there - it was still sitting on my workbench at home. Since I couldn't get into my office without my keys, I had to make a bee-line back home - I made good time on the freeway. I pulled in the driveway, went in the house and told the Mrs. about my stupidity, and we had a good laugh. I decided I may as well have another cigarette before I left, so I did. I hopped in the car again and away I went. Once on the freeway, I looked at the gas gauge and noticed that I had better fill up. So I stopped at the gas station, and as I was waiting for the tank to fill, I looked at the passenger seat again - still empty! So, I headed back home once again. "This is getting ridiculous!" I told my wife. By now I was going to be late for a meeting, so I went in and sent a couple quick e-mails. I decided to have another cig before leaving, and so I did. I headed off once more, speeding down the freeway - by now I was developing a slight sunburn on the top of my head. As got on the exit ramp for my office, I looked at the passenger seat - EMPTY! I grabbed my cell phone out of the glove compartment and called my wife - she said indeed, my lunch was still sitting on the workbench. She had tried to call me on my cell phone right after I left, but since I keep my cell phone in the glove compartment in case I need to call somebody, so she had no luck with that. So I made the trip home one more time and decided to call it a day. I always carry my jacket now.