Yep, you read that right!
We live directly across the street from the store (not a busy street we live on a back road the store just happens to be positioned in the middle between us and the busy road in front of it). My son and I went to the store and bought a few things, and I forgot a bag there. I called the store and they confirmed it.
So, I asked him if he wanted to come back to the store with me. He said no, so I asked the neighbor lady to check in on him if I wasn't back in 5 minutes. She can literally hear EVERYTHING in our apartment anyway, so she knew exactly what he was doing and didn't mind.
I took maybe 5 minutes and when i got back, he was still sitting in the exact same place, and still watching the same channel on tv.
NEVER doing this again though. I couldn't stand it the entire time I was gone my adrenaline was pumping so hard I must have looked like a psycho to the cashier. RAN into the store and RAN back out with the bag.