Have You Ever...

I think some days we have just a little more on our plates than we should. A few months ago I was out running errands. It had been a very long week, I had stretched myself just a little too thin and I was very tired.

My last stop was the grocery store and I wanted to hurry and get finished before school let out. After I rounded up all the things I needed, I headed to the cash register to check out. The cashier, a young lady, rang up my groceries and told me the total.

I began to write out my check while she finished bagging the groceries. Everything was going along smoothly until I got to the line for my signature. I stopped and looked blankly at the line.

My mind had gone completely blank. I knew where I was, where I lived, where I’d parked, etc. - it wasn’t amnesia or anything like that; I just couldn’t for the life of me think of my name so I could sign that check.

The cashier noticed the puzzled look on my face and looked at me questioningly. I looked at her and said, “I can’t remember my name. I knew it this morning.”

The young cashier got the funniest look on her face. I could tell she was torn between thinking I was either jerking her chain or that I’d stolen those checks. I’m sure she was trying to decide whether to laugh or call the police.

Fortunately I happened to glance at the top of my check. I said, “Oh never mind, it’s right here at the top.”

I wish I’d had a camera. The look on her face was priceless. Fortunately I think she was too shocked to call the police.

Have you ever forgotten your name? * smile *