“Please remember to take out the chicken at three o’ clock,”said Akemi as I prepared to head out for my lunch meeting with former Dark Matter director and stunt coordinator John Stead (aka The Stead Muffin).
“Leave me a reminder,”I suggested.
Two hours later, I returned home to this –
And this –
And these –
So, yes. I remembered to take the chicken out.
I have a terrible memory. Normally, this would be cause for concern but, to be honest, this isn’t a new development. I’ve always had a terrible memory. When I was a kid, my mother used to call me The Absentminded Professor. Then as now, I think it’s less a memory retention issue than it is a not-paying-attention issue. When I’m writing – which is 99% of the time, even if I’m not sitting in front of a laptop – I’ve got something on my mind, so you can’t just start talking to me and expect my full, undivided attention. For this reason, I’m not good with names, faces, dates, or places. Also, pretty much anything that requires recall.
Fortunately, I do make it a point to take notes.
Unfortunately, I can’t read my own handwriting half the time.
P.S. I got 9/10. And, no I didn’t take notes.