Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Almost disaster

I couldn’t remember one of my best friend’s phone numbers this morning. A number I dial almost daily. I got to the third digit and then… nothing. Not an inkling of an idea what the next one was. Panic. This is one of my oldest friends, she's a lifeline, I've known her for over 17 years. And now, I will never, ever, be able to speak to her again, because my brain has turned into salty mush. I sat very still and wondered how I would get over this terrible conundrum.

Luckily she phoned me a little while later, waking me from my still-sitting reverie. I told her my tale of lost-headed woe and the tragedy that could’ve resulted. Her answer:

“You could’ve just looked it up on your phone. It is in there.”

She makes a good point. Pity I couldn't come up with it myself. Perhaps I shouldn’t be sitting here, at work, not even pretending to look busy, but with responsibilities that need attending to, hmm?

6 comments:

Angela said...

Hahahaha!

allie said...

Why does it make me feel better when someone else "misses the beat"?

It seems mean spirited to find it comforting - I hope its not.

If you want to feel really good about yourself, read my latest post.
That "blankbrainedness" is in a league of its own!

allie said...

Um.
Now - the second latest post -
entitled "Confessions of Idiocy" . . .

Mud in the City said...

I am considerably fuzzy at the moment (14 hr time difference) and have no idea what's going on so I feel your pain!

family Affairs said...

I think it's scary how few numbers we retain now. I couldn't phone one persons mobile in an emergency except my own and maybe my ex husband's - I don't know my children's numbers even. Just rubbish. Alcohol not helping. Lx

Shiny said...

Angela - the laugh of someone who understands!

Allie - not mean at all. I'm SO glad I'm not alone. Had a good giggle at your version of hair-brainededness. Hope you've recovered!

Mud - sheesh, I can't imagine what silliness I'd be getting up to if I added that on top of my current brain state

L - isn't it incredible? Then we get all cross if our phones die, leaving us numberless... Slaves to little slivers of plastic and metal

xx