05 December 2006

Selective amnesia

Is there some type of disease that afflicts people when they reach 25 years of age that causes them to forget exactly 75% of everything they knew, know, or are capable of knowing???

I need to know this.

If true, that will explain a lot of frustration in my life dealing with people. I like people. . .they're amusing to look at. Especially the old men at the mall sitting on the couches at JC Pennys whilst their wives look at the same exact thing for 25 minutes, try it on 3 times, look at themselves in the mirror, and proceed to the checkout counter only to not buy it.

People, in general, are cool. On Thanksgiving I watched 4 little boys beat up on one another for 6 hours straight, film it, then put it on YouTube.

Cause they could.

I still have the headache.

I am one of those rare people who finds it almost impossible to forget anything. I can recall almost every event that took place in my life on a certain day 3 years ago. Which is scary, but useful.

The thing is, where I work, (a chemistry lab), some of the things we do require you to never-forget-how-to-do-them. Because if you forget to do them, like clean up the broken bottle of Hydrochloric Acid on the floor, you could really um. . .irritate them.

Now, I leave you with the following. . .

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!

(Tension breaker)

(Mr. Jason will resume speaking the English language tommorow. Until then, simply regard his ravings as inherent madness that will soon pass. Thank you and have a nice day.)

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Stressful day, Jason?

Jason said...

Yep

kludge said...

Have you seen this?

I think you might get a kick out of it.

If that doesn't sum up YouTube, I don't know what does...

I know I suffer from selective amnesia...I forget things like crazy, important stuff too. But I remember all the stupid things, like old network passwords and long forgotten friends birthdays.

Jason said...

I've read that before, but never have I seen the tee-shirt.

It's cool I must admit. Though I rarely, if ever, wear tee-shirts except to run in