Saturday, March 13, 2010
Forgetful vs. Senile
JJ woke me up at 7:10 a.m. i thought my alarm was set for 6:15 a.m. but alas, it was 6:15 p.m. I MEAN HOW MANY TIMES HAVE WE ALL DONE THAT!?!?!?!?!??!
i am supposed to leave for work at 7:10 a.m. so i leapt out of bed and ran to the bathroom to throw some makeup on my face. JJ tossed me together a lunch and i put on some clothes and was out of the house by 7:20 a.m. AMAZING! and i look pretty good, too. i got to work at 7:32 a.m. phew! it was a damn miracle.
then i went to open the safe to get the cashbox out to open the desk....and i froze. i forgot the code. I FORGOT THE CODE TO THE SAFE. after 1 year and 6 months of working here, i forgot the safe code. so i ran back to the desk and tried to look it up in the "information for receptionists" book. no dice. so i pretended i was just walking to the safe for the first time and tried to let the memory in my fingers do the work. no dice.
so i literally had to stand at the desk for like 5 whole minutes to get myself together and focus my energy on being calm and normal.
the last time something like this happened to me was my junior year in high school. i came to school one day and i walked to my locker and i just stood there. staring at it. i had totally forgotten my locker combination. like just plum forgot. so i had to go into the principal's office and ask for it. it was the weirdest thing. like, a combination that i literally had ALL YEAR long just magically left my brain. and when i got my combination from the office, i stared at it, looking for signs of familiarity, but there was nothing. no recognition. just three numbers. isn't that bizarre??
well this morning i finally went back to the safe and my fingers remembered. i made a mental note of the numbers, and...nothing. no recognition. it's like my brain just erased the numbers. thank god my finger muscles have a better memory than my brain!!
so all is well. but i wonder when the day will come that i forget my own birthday. or my height and weight. or my social security number. or my driver's license number. or whatever. am i just forgetful? or am i turning senile way too early in life?