A Place for Everything

“Did you put that there?”
“Of course not. Why would I put that there?”
“I don’t know, it’s just there, it seemed like some­thing you would do.”
“What is that sup­posed to mean?”
“What?”
“What do you mean, ‘It seemed like some­thing you would do’?”
“Just that you are always putting things in odd places, that’s all.”
“What are you talk­ing about? You’re the idiot who can nev­er put any­thing back where you found it!”
“Oh, for cry­ing out loud! It’s not like there is real­ly any right place for each thing.”
“There cer­tain­ly is! That’s why we can nev­er find any­thing, because I don’t know what ran­dom spot you have put things, and you can’t even remem­ber! You’re like liv­ing with a giant hairy magpie!”
“What?”
“Oh, nev­er mind.”
“So, you didn’t put that there?”