Sunday, August 16, 2009

THE EINSTEIN AWARD


Story one:

A man in our ward was talking to a client the other day. "I have a new cell phone and a new number," he said. "Let me find my the phone and I'll give you the number. Hold on." He then proceeded to try and find the new phone. It wasn't in his office/studio, which is next door to his house. Maybe it was in the house. He kept the man on the line while he searched. Not in the bedroom. Not in the kitchen. Not in the house office. He tried the car. It wasn't in the car. He was frustrated. He looked by the pool. He looked everywhere he could think of. "I'll have to call you back when I find it," he said and went to hang up and found he was talking on the new cell phone.

Story two:

A friend of mine had misplaced her cell phone. She looked everywhere. She had a deadline and needed to leave the house soon. Then she had a brilliant idea, I'll call my cell phone from the home phone, and when it rings I'll be able to find it. So, she called her cell phone. All of a sudden, from across the room her cell phone rang. This irritated her. Now just who could that be! she thought. I don't give my cell phone number to ANYONE.

Story three:

My mom had a friend who went upstairs for something. When she got up there she couldn't remember what it was. She wandered in and out of all the bedrooms, hoping something would jog her memory. Finally she thought, I guess I'll have to go downstairs and see if I can remember. So she went all the way back downstairs and into the kitchen where she was before she went upstairs. And then she remembered. She had gone upstairs to have a nap.

This same friend was taking care of her elderly dad. She kept track of his medications. One pill was for his memory loss, another for arthritis, another for some other condition. There were about six pills in all. She went into the kitchen, got all of the pills he was supposed to take, ran a glass of water and took them herself.

9 comments:

Lorraine said...

oh those stories are fabulous...ah the absent-mindedness of our growing old brain, you gotta love it, well except for taking unecessary medicine ;)

Bonnie said...

Your stories are just too funny. Can they really be true? Yes, they probably are because they remind me of when I had my dog's medicine in one hand and my vitamin pill in the other hand--Yep you guessed it--I took the dog's medicine.

Laura ~Peach~ said...

oh my now those made me laugh out loud and the cat is looking at me like i have lost my mind.... fantastic !!!!!!!!

Laura ~Peach~ said...

oh my now those made me laugh out loud and the cat is looking at me like i have lost my mind.... fantastic !!!!!!!!

Jen Evans said...

Hehehe, these are good.

Annette said...

Unfortunately I can relate to all of them!

Jessica said...

As you know, there is a bun in my oven. The first thing that happens to me when I am in such a state is that my brain falls out. I can't think, I can't talk, I run into things. Really. Some mutual friends of ours will back me up when they comment, I am sure. I am telling you this because I am sure that sometime in the next 6 months or so, I will out-do every one of these stories. I will even let you share them because you will make people laugh with them. And if you're going to lose your brain, why not at least make people laugh?

Michael Rawluk said...

That is a 'brilliant' post my dear.

Pam's Place said...

Oh dear. These things sound normal to me. what does that mean?