Scary (or funny) memory lapses

I am often one of the first people to arrive at my office building each morning.

As a courtesy I will pick up the Wall Street Journal that is left at the front door and after scanning my wallet (which contains my key card and lets me in), I'll leave the paper on the reception desk.

Let me amend that. That's how it's supposed to work.

The other day, I sat down at my desk and a moment later, I realized that I had a Wall Street Journal. At the same time I realized that I did not have a wallet anymore.

I made a mad dash back to the lobby and recovered my wallet that was still (thankfully!) sitting on the reception desk.

This is NOT the same thing as going to the gas station, prepaying 20.00 cash, and then driving off without fueling.

They are 2 completely separate issues and the fact that they occurred on the same day is merely coincidence. (wink!)

Let's see -- you recently had surgery which did not go particularly smoothly. You have young children. You had to enlist help to deal with this situation, which you would rather not have done.

You have also recently started a new company, and had an interview with the New York Times (!) while still in the throes of eye surgery recovery.

I'd say that you have so much on your mind that the little things can't compete for attention.

Anyway, that's what I tell myself when I have similar memory lapses, and sure enough, they become less severe after a day or so. (In your case, I'd say to allow quite a bit more time than that.)

I just put it down to onset of Old Timer's Disease, or suffering from CRS Syndrome. (CRS = Can't Remember Sh- - er, ahem, Stuff)...

Either that or I stood too close to the peroxide bottle this morning, and the blondeness creeped in through osmosis. (Yeah, that works!)

I've heard it called Half-Heimers.

The funniest thing I can remember was not something I forgot. Rather it was something I witnessed

Years ago, a fellow karateka of mine was testing for his brown belt. An emergency came up and the Sensei had to leave the room. He left this guy in a "square horse" and told him to remain in position until he returned and resumed the test.

A series of events took place and the Sensei was delayed 1 hr 30 Min.The poor guy stood rock solid and motionless the entire time. When the Sensei returned, I could tell he had forgotten the poor guy because of all the different things happening at the same time. He came back in and finished the test and told him "That was part of your test". The Sensei admitted to me later that he HAD forgotten.

The guy resumed his test and was awarded his brown belt after yet another 2 hours of testing.

well to show this happens at all ages and to make us all feel better ill share one that happened to my daugther.

she came home with a report to do that had to be turned in typed, we didnt have a pc, so she woundered over to a friends house to use thiers,

as a typical teen female she cant miss those important calls she so brought the cordless with her.

after a while of working she decided to call and check in sence she got home a little before we did,

after dialing the cordless phone on the desk started to ring, so she hung up and ran back to the desk only to find no one there,

she decided to wait a minute and see if they would call back and went back to her report, and sure enough as soon as she decided to try calling us again someone called her and hung up.

she finally decided to come home and let us know she had been trying to call but some prank caller kept her from being able to get a hold of us,

as she walked in the door she had a strange look on her face you know the one you get when you feel real stupid,

well after telling me what she said was the dumbest thing she ever did was, i quickly explained no the dumbest thing was telling anyone, do you really think your going to live this one down.

Last week at work I had to print a bunch of documents. I went to the print room to pick up the first batch, and then realized I needed jumbo paperclips, so I took my papers to the supply room, set them down and proceeded to look for the clips. I couldn't find them, so I went back to send an email to the person who orders supplies. Then I remembered the papers I'd left in the supply room, and went back to get them. Halfway there, I couldn't remember where I was going, so went to the print room instead.

When I was all done printing, I put the documents in order, and discovered I was missing five or six. I never even considered the ones I was missing were the ones in the supply room (or for that matter, remembered the ones in the supply room), and printed them up again. On my way home, I remembered the papers in the supply room, so went in, and sure enough, they were my missing documents. So my senior moment was not only embarrassing, but bad for the environment.

And to top it off, the next day the supply person told me that there were lots of jumbo paperclips. I went to check, and she was right. I don't know why I hadn't seen them the night before.

Feel better now, Robin?