…vaguely looking around for my phone.
“**Just now while i was talking on my phone i was… **”
…murdered? Were you murdered? Cuz if I was murdered I’d be telling everyone about it.
AAagh, I hate doing this. (I hate even more that I do it enough that I have a well-formulated “this” to hate.)
“Dang. Where’s my phone? I gotta look up the show times.”
“What are you using to talk to me?”
“My pho… Oh, right. :mad:”
I do this at work sometimes. I usually have my phone in my shirt pocket, but will pull it out and read SDMB during boring conference calls. Every once in a while, while holding the phone in my left hand, I’ll absentmindedly pat my shirt pocket with my right and think “Oh crap. Where’s my phone?”
Today I was reading the dosage for some Ibuprofen and tried to make the print bigger.
When I go from my kindle to my BlackBerry to my computer keyboard, I get mixed up because the special characters are in different places.
Sometimes I’ll wait for auto-correct to finish a word for me… when I’m writing by hand. This never works.
Ctrl-F doesn’t work for books, either. 
Often at work I’d love to check my exact location when talking to the supervisor on the phone but I’d have to end the call for that. At least I’ve never started looking for my phone while talking to it yet.
I also look for glasses to put on while I’m wearing my glasses…I may need to up the strength on my glasses.
This happens to me with keys. I make it a point to always keep my keys in my pocket whenever I’m out of the apartment, so I notice the lack of weight in that pocket. Which includes when I’ve just stepped out of my apartment to check the mail, with my keys in hand.
NM
Kids? Hot car?
Tie a string to them.
The remote won’t mute my computer. I can’t change the channel with the mouse either.
Shit, I can beat that. I was walking, and tried to look into my sideview mirror.
My pleasure reading is virtually all on Kindle; I often try to swipe printed pages when doing analog reading.
I go camping several times a year. At least once per trip, I go back to my tent, keys in hand, and try to unlock it.
I sometimes go looking for my glasses only to finally realize I’ve got them on.
Have you ever tried repeatedly to put that @#%$ electronic transmitter fob dealie into the key slot in the door handle on your car? :smack:
Pulling into the company parking garage and using my home garage door opener to raise the security gate.
Really fun when other people are in the car.
I was playing darts with my son in law as we waited for my son’s band to take the stage. I had just downloaded a nifty app to keep score for our game and was typing in his results when I reached in my pants pocket and said “Crap! I left my phone in the car!”. He gave me a look like “I married in to THIS?” as he pointed at the thing I was typing scores into…