I Can’t Remember Crap

I was in the McDonald’s drive thru last week.  I knew what I wanted, but I couldn’t remember what it was called.  I was looking frantically at the menu trying to locate the item I wanted to order.  I couldn’t find it any where.   I didn’t want to look stupid and I was getting agitated.  Why couldn’t I remember it?

“I can’t remember the name of what I want to order,” I admitted.

The young girl is trying to help me.  “Can you please describe it?”

I felt really stupid.  I never had to describe the item I wanted to order before.  “Eggs wrapped in a tortilla.”

“A Sausage Burrito?”

“Yeah.  That’s it.”

What the hell is wrong with me? I can’t even remember two words.  Sausage Burrito.  Oh boy.

I pulled up to the window and the girl smiled at me.  “Sausage Burrito?”

I smiled back.  “Yes.  Sausage Burrito.”

Is there a chance that those two words will be forever ingrained in my head?

I doubt it.

What the heck is happening to my brain — or lack there of…..

At least 3 times this week (and the week is only half over) I am on the way to do something and I stop dead in my tracks and think to myself — Where in the heck am I going?  What do I need to do?

Brain freeze.  The young girls at work laugh at me.  The older girls smile.  They know my pain.

Now I have to go finish the dishes before I forget about them and go to bed.

And, yes, I have done that before.






13 thoughts on “I Can’t Remember Crap”

  1. I know these things happen. Don’t worry, sweetie! You’re not the only one. Haha. And you know what, now, you will never ever forget those two words. Everything happens for a good reason. I’m Sorry, this comment was so lame :-p but something good is gonna come out of this, either. (like, you replying to me) lol


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