Tuesday, August 01, 2006

extend my warranty

After my first surgery my coworker told me that I could claim anesthesia for any brain-farts for up to six months after surgery. We had marked the office calander that I could claim drug-induced stupidity until October 3rd.

Due to the second surgery, my anesthesia excuses have been extended until January 20th next year. I'm also claiming that I get double-excuses for the next three months, since they overlap my previous excuse timeline.

Last night I earned an excuse...

We had received a few more bills in the mail, and I was writing checks and stuffing envelopes. I'd also received a bunch of cards from family and friends. And The Hater had some mail. We were swimming in a table of mail.

We ate supper and moved on to other things. I walked back to the kitchen and noticed that there was only one stamped envelope waiting to be mailed... but I know I'd written two checks.

I checked the checkbook, et viola, the stub existed. I had thrown away the stamped envelope with the check inside of it. Stupid. At least I didn't throw it into the garbage with the corn husks, silks, and cobs...

The Hater rolled his eyes at me. I forgot to remind him that I could continue to claim anesthesia for a while. If I remember, I'll do it later.

5 comments:

Unequivocal_Prowess said...

Oh yeah, me too. Me too. I have totally had like 14 surgeries that effect my memory. That's why I miss-added 14 + 15 the other night. Too many surgeries...

nicole said...

Exactly, NO EYEROLLING until the "stupid" period is over.

The sad part is that even now you're doing way better in the smarts department than I do on a regular basis. ;)

the count said...

Dude, you just let me know, the Hater and I have a two hour drive ahead of us on Friday. I'll make sure and let him know that you are automatically forgiven for any miscalculations, throwing away of important documents, etc. for the rest of the year.

lisa t. said...

Actually, I'm impressed that you knew you'd thrown the check away. I would have been afraid I had sealed it up along with the first check in the one stamped envelope you had on your table!

genderist said...

I didn't mean to make this sound like The Hater made angry rolled-eyes at me. They were sweet rolled eyes.