Day gift. Before I left my wife said, "Don't forget a gift receipt."
So, I go to the store and start looking around. All the while, in the
back of my head I'm chanting, gift receipt, gift receipt, etc. I find
a shirt I want to get, but I call Jenn to ask about the size. She
reminds me about the gift receipt.
I get the two things I want, pay and leave the store. Did I remember
the gift receipt? Of course I did -- when I was getting in the car. I
was laughing so hard at myself that people probably thought I was crazy.
I had to run to Target to pick up a few things and I was going to buy
something for Jenn to make her forget about the gift receipt. I
couldn't find anything, so I just went home. I went in to admit my
mistake like a man, "The lady confused me. She started asking about a
rewards card. I'm not felling well, remember? I think I need a nap."
Yeah, I'm pathetic.
4 comments:
You forgot to mention your long history of not picking up gift receipts . . .others should know this is not a one time thing. Hence the need for multiple reminders. If the kids were with you at the checkout, I'd give you the distraction argument, but not this time :)
Mike,
You always forgot to mention your memory history:-) did you get gift
receipt or not! Get home so Jenn can run.
Being that it appears you have a history of forgetting can you blame her for reminding you so many times? haha.
Jenn: Fine...
Lori: I am home. Jenn just went.
DC: No. No I can't. It's sad really.
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