Have you ever had a period of time where all you did was lose and forget everything? Being absent-minded is tough. For the past four months, I’ve been wondering whether I’m in the early stages of Alzheimer’s Disease or something of that nature. It makes me worried. Wait, what was I saying again?
Just the other day, I brought my tennis bag to work so I could go directly to the club and meet a client. When I opened the bag in the locker room, there were no shorts, only sweat pants. Not ideal in this mini-70 degree heat wave we’re having, but doable. As I rummaged through my bag further, I discovered I had no shoes either! No wonder why my bag was so light, I thought to myself in retrospect.
Walking out of the locker room and to the front desk, I asked Peter whether they had any demo shoes or left-overs. Unfortunately there were none, and as I waited for Peter to feign a thorough search, I could see my client stretching on the court waiting for me. Drat, no time to go home and fetch. Instead, I ponied up $90 bucks and bought a brand new pair of tennis shoes right there, even though I literally have five pairs at home!