My memory is horrible.
I used to “never forget a face” but now I meet someone and a few weeks
later I forgot that I met them. Names of
people I know suddenly fly out of my head. A few weekends ago I walked out of Ace Hardware, smiled at a young woman
and then saw my nephew walking 20 feet behind her. “Hi Aaron!” I said happily. Then I turned and looked back at the woman,
who looked at me like, “Who am I, chopped liver?” It was Aaron’s girlfriend. Ooops.
I managed to quickly say, “I’m not used to seeing you by yourself.” To my defense, I had only been around her twice
since last October and one of those times she was wearing a shark costume for
Halloween.
Recently, I drove home from work and as I turned into
my driveway, I spotted a box on my front porch. The box had L.L. Bean on the
side. I didn’t remember ordering
anything from L.L. Bean. Earlier that
week I had perused a Land’s End catalog.
Or was it L.L. Bean? (You start
questioning yourself.) Did I order
something by mistake? I had looked up
things on my phone. These thoughts went
through my head as I pulled into my garage.
I have had the rare instance where I’ve seen a charge
on my credit card statement and not remembered it, only to look for the receipt
and then say, “Ohhhhh.” I wondered if
this would happen. And if it did, I
needed to see a doctor.
After I retrieved the box, I saw the shipping label. It was from my friend Tammy who lives in
Florida. She told me a couple weeks prior
that she would send me some clothes she was getting rid of (she’s 6’3”). I laughed out loud. I really thought I had lost my mind. I’m glad to see that, for now, it’s still in
my head.
Do you remember me?
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