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Selective Memory

My parents got me a watch for my birthday, and I finally got around to getting it fitted to my wrist last weekend. It's a decent looking watch, so I figured I'd start using it every day.  In fact, as soon as I got it fitted, I put it on and walked out of the store with the watch planted firmly on my wrist.

Now, I haven't worn a watch in a long time.  I used to have one that I liked, but the battery went dead on it.  I got lazy about replacing it for a little while, and shortly thereafter, I had grown accustomed to using my cell phone to tell the time.  In fact, I use my cell phone as an alarm clock, as well, so I really don't need any other devices to tell time.  It's not that I have anything against wearing a watch, it's just not a habit for me at this point.

So, the very next day, I got up to go to work, and went about my usual routine.  Note, my usual routine doesn't involve "put on a watch," so I went about my business and completely forgot about it.  It sat there, unused, all day long.  As soon as I got to work, I realized my mistake, but it was too late to do anything about it by that point.  I did feel a tiny bit sheepish, but I also figured that this also meant there was no way I'd forget it the next day.

I was right.  I didn't forget to wear it on day #2 (a Tuesday).  I made a point of putting in on before leaving the house, so my watch-wearing skills were in full force on that day.  Day #3 (today), on the other hand, was a repeat of the first day.  Dammit.

I didn't even realize that I'd forgotten anything until I got to the office.  And, as with that first day, I felt a tad sheepish for forgetting something so simple.  If I didn't know any better, I'd worry that my memory was starting to slip.  I'm slowly going senile before I even hit my 30s.  I'm in so much trouble.

Well, I'm determined that my memory will not fail me on Day #4 (tomorrow).  In fact, I will publicly make this pledge: if I forget to wear my watch tomorrow, and you see me, you are allowed to smack me.  I have a feeling that will instill my mind with enough fear of ridicule (and bodily harm) to get its act together.  If nothing else, this should make tomorrow far more interesting.
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  1. UnknownJuly 14, 2010 at 8:02 PM

    I think I will have to drop by your office tomorrow... I can't miss out on this!

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