This is so bizarre I need to blog about it right now, even though I had another post I wanted to write.
I just got home from BJs about fifteen minutes ago. When I went around back to unload the trunk of the minivan, as I popped the hatch, the box of tomato sauce cans tumbled out, and three cans fell onto the driveway.
I picked up the three cans and the box to bring them into the house. The cans were undented, so I started to put them back in the box…
…only to find there wasn’t enough room. The box is for 12 cans, and it already had 10 cans in it.
At that point I was curious, so I tried fitting that thirteenth can into the box. I tried making space. I tried fitting them sideways. I tried everything I could think of, but I could only fit twelve.
There is definitely a thirteenth can. The cans all have the same control number and the same time-stamp. The box wasn’t misshapen when I picked it up, when I checked it out, when I fit it into my car. I like to slide all the boxes into place so they don’t fall out of the car when I pick up the tailgate, so in general I will have picked up and turned over each box at least one time. I’d have noticed one side bulging out.
And yet, thirteen cans. Box of twelve.