The things that come out of Nick's mouth…you can't just make this stuff up.
I have two desks at work: one at the local regional building, and one at the company headquarters. I've been locked out of one of my desks in the past because I did not have my full set of keys with me. In a moment of delayed enlightenment, I decided to place all my work keys on a ring and attach the ring to my security badge that I wear on my hip. That way, my desk and docking station are accessible to me at all times, no matter the building. GENIUS. When I am not at work, I leave my badge clipped to my purse.
We were walking through a parking garage on Saturday when the clip of the badge broke. At the rolling "ching" of keys against concrete, I stopped and walked back to see what I dropped. Nick looked over my shoulder when I bent to retrieve my badge. He seemed startled to see that my badge had fallen and exclaimed, "Oh!"
I raised my eyebrow and stared back at him curiously as I placed the badge safely in my purse.
(N) I thought it was a spoon. I thought you stepped on a spoon.