electric mist

that memory thing

I don't know what's going on around here, but lately our conversations have been like:

"Do you know where that thing is?"

"What thing?"

"You know, the thing. That, what's it called, thing? I was holding it a few minutes ago and now I can't find it."

"You were holding it recently, and now you can't name it or find it?"

"Yeah. It's somewhere around here. I was walking to the back, I had it in my hands, I set it down to pick up something else. Oh, right, the phone. Someone called and then I..."

"Who called?"

"Uh. Wait," checks caller ID. "Your mom."

"You need caller ID to remember that?"

"I was preoccupied. I think I need those pills."

"What pills?"

"You know, the ones that help your memory. I can't remember the name of them."

"Well, they probably have them over at the health food store. I bet the clerk could tell you what they are."

"Hey, you're right. I'm going to go on over there now."

:::::: little while later, spouse returns :::::::

"So, did you get the pills?"

"What? Oh, no. I forgot. I got there, saw the video store, went in and got distracted. Totally forgot about the pills."

"And the thing?"

"What thing?"

"The thing you were carrying around that started all of this?"

"When?"

"Just a couple of hours ago."

"Oh. Yeah. I think I'm going to go get those pills."

"Wait. I want to put a name tag on you. With your home address. Just in case."

"Smartass."

~*~

We are young, damnit. Young. Apparently very tired and desperately needing a vacation.

Posted by toni at March 20, 2006 01:02 PM