Denise Day Spencer

May 10, 2008

A tardy tale

Filed under: Random ramblings — denisedayspencer @ 6:49 pm

A conversation that took place in my office this past week:

DENISE: (to Audie) Today’s Tamara’s birthday! I brought her some flowers and some mint. (as Tamara enters) Hi! (pointing to a tiny boquet of home-grown flowers) Here’s a birthday boquet for you! (pointing to a bunch of mint leaves) And here’s some birthday mint for your tea!

TAMARA: Oh, my! Thank you! (pause, turning on the computer) Well, we had a good time last night. We ate at the Mexican restaurant.

DENISE: For your birthday?


DENISE: Oh, I see. You had to have your birthday dinner last night because you’re going to the track meet tonight, right?

TAMARA: We had my birthday dinner last night because yesterday was my birthday.

Now considering the fact that Tamara and I have worked together for 12 years or so, this would have been rather embarrassing were it not for the fact that she can never remember the date of my birth or even the month. Lesson learned: If you’re going to be forgetful, hang out with someone more forgetful than yourself!


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