The decent of the little gray cells
The decline of my brain capacity will be demonstrated by the following:
I called the 1 800 number for a company that I have a bill through and they ask a super secret question in order to varify my identity. Now I had picked out the question and answer a mear two weeks before. The customer service tech asked me the question...I blanked. I had absolutly no idea of the answer and let alone why I had made the decision to choose that stupid question in the first place. The question seemed absurd to me. The guy on the other end seemed shocked that I had no clue and then he proceeded to giggle...yes, I said giggle. He then tried to give me a clue..."it starts with an "s." "S?" I said. I became more befuddled and he asked me in disbelief..."you really can't recall?" I was horrified. I stammered that I would have to call back and I imagined that he was frantically typing a note into my file saying that I was not only a loon, but perhaps fraud was taking place, in between stopping to hold his aching side from the laughter that he couldn't control.
I called back an hour later with the correct answer...yes, it took my that long to remember. All I can say is I'm pregnant and my brain has ceased to function properly.
Happy Friday!
I called the 1 800 number for a company that I have a bill through and they ask a super secret question in order to varify my identity. Now I had picked out the question and answer a mear two weeks before. The customer service tech asked me the question...I blanked. I had absolutly no idea of the answer and let alone why I had made the decision to choose that stupid question in the first place. The question seemed absurd to me. The guy on the other end seemed shocked that I had no clue and then he proceeded to giggle...yes, I said giggle. He then tried to give me a clue..."it starts with an "s." "S?" I said. I became more befuddled and he asked me in disbelief..."you really can't recall?" I was horrified. I stammered that I would have to call back and I imagined that he was frantically typing a note into my file saying that I was not only a loon, but perhaps fraud was taking place, in between stopping to hold his aching side from the laughter that he couldn't control.
I called back an hour later with the correct answer...yes, it took my that long to remember. All I can say is I'm pregnant and my brain has ceased to function properly.
Happy Friday!
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