
“I’m so forgetful, I could hide my own Easter eggs.” I’m collecting humorous examples of forgetfulness. Care to contribute?
I used to have a plastic egg-shaped gizmo to put in the pot while boiling eggs. Its color changed, like a home pregnancy test, to announce when the eggs were done. Once I put a dozen eggs a pot and went upstairs to my office. I forgot about the stove until the smoke alarm sounded. Had to trash the pot – no eggs remained – and the plastic thingy. Kept the kitchen fan on for two days. Can you say ‘Stinky,’ boys and girls?”
Here are a few of my favorites, from my funniest friends.
“I’m so forgetful that once I dialed my mom on my cell phone, then put the phone on my lap and turned my attention back to the computer. I didn’t forget whom I called. I forgot that I made a call at all. Eventually I became aware of a high-pitched squeaking sound on my lap. When I looked down, I saw my phone. Picked it up. Mom!?!”
“My dad was so forgetful that he would forget he wasn’t in the office when he was at home. When the phone rang, he answered ‘parole board.’ Eventually my boyfriends stopped calling.”
“I’m so forgetful that once I left the oven on for three weeks. I put two bagels in the oven at 200 degrees, just to warm, before Patrick and I left for a three-week trip to Scandinavia. On the way to the airport, I remembered, but it was too late to turn back. I never said a thing to Patrick. When we got home, he raced for the mail, and I ran to the oven. The bagels had nearly disappeared, but the house was still standing.”
“I’m so forgetful that once I booked flights on two airlines for myself, my wife and my ex-wife to attend my son’s wedding across the country. I canceled my wife’s extra flight and my extra flight before the deadline, but I forgot about my ex’s until the bill came in. Then I had to take her to the ticket office so she could sign an affidavit that she was herself and that I could have the ticket credited to my account. She also made me buy her lunch.”
Me again: I had invited 12 people for dinner, and an hour before they were due to arrive, I lay down for a power nap. Then got up, showered, put on lipstick, dressed – and sprayed my hair with Windex. Frantic. No time to start all over. My hair shone brightly all evening.
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