Last night as I sat on the couch watching TV, Inklings commented that I used to talk to one of my retired friends all the time before he retired and that I haven't talked to him for a long time. (damn those shortcut keys---oh well I am not going to retype it). I said yeah I ought to call him and see how he's doing. She said call information for his number. I said I'll just call him. She laughed and said I'm sure you remember his number you haven't talked to him in over ten years.
I dialed a number with one prefix and got a non-working number then dialed another number with another prefix and he answered and said "What are you doing you little shit." We had a great visit and he is doing well---we talked about his horses and he is no longer racing but still raises them. We talked about when we worked together and the things he remembers the most and the things I remember the most---they aren't the same but we laughed a lot.
After I hung up I told Inklings I remembered the number because the night my oldest daughter's son was born (in the town he lives in) I looked him up in the hospital phone book to tell him. I can still remember doing that as if it were yesterday---I can remember what the phone booth looked like, where in the phone book his name was found, how far down the page it was and the last four digits of the number---so you see you can remember yesterday better than you can remember the last hour when you get older. So was it luck that I got the number right trying two prefixes? NOPE--that town only has two working prefixes so there was absolutely no luck involved and it didn't cost me $0.75 to call information either.
This post is simply to let y'all know that my memory hasn't completely gone---and I do have a great memory of the stuff my kids pulled when they were little---it may in fact be enhanced by time. But even at that mine is nowhere near as sharp as Inkling's is.
Monday, January 12, 2009
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I just look it up online...Google search the name, "Phone," and the name of the city and state...It's free...I still remember the Twin's phone number and Jason M.'s whose dad was the dentist that passed away
sounds like you almost have a photographic memory!
I still remember various phone numbers from when I was growing up. It's funny what things stick with us and what things don't.
See also me not remembering ever shouting "Don't crowd the driver." to anyone. Ever.
I am jealous. My memory SUCKS!!
Oh...and Ctrl + I changes the italics back to non-italics...
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