Monday, November 21, 2005

I left my eggs behind

This post has nothing to do with the female cycle and everything to do with short term memory loss...

I went on my weekly grocery run last week. Navigating the store in a routine fashion, I picked up the necessary items including a dozen Grade A large eggs and robotically proceeded to the checkout line. In my usual zoned out manner, I quickly swiped my credit card, signed the receipt, grabbed the bags, left the store and unpacked the groceries upon arrival to my apartment. (I will admit that there is sometimes a lag time between the purchase of the groceries and the unpacking of them when I'm feeling less than motivated...)

Three days later, I realized that I had forgotten the eggs. IT TOOK ME THREE DAYS. And according to the receipt, I had paid for them.

Undaunted, I decided to bring the receipt with me this week and reclaim what would now be essentially prepaid eggs. The plan seemed like a fairly executable one until I arrived at the checkout line and discovered that I had forgotten my wallet. And the receipt. Damn.

I am coming to the conclusion that I should spend less time imbibing various alcoholic beverages and more time allowing my brain cells to recuperate, assuming that I remember to do this. Otherwise, I'm coining a new variation of eggs - the Week-long Omelette.