I have a well deserved reputation of forgetfulness. I walk around the office (at work) with a PDA close enough to be a Siamese Twin (and a better looking one at that). This sets the stage for a conversation I had with my wife this morning. As I was getting out of my car for the Monday Morning Death March to work, my cell phone rang. It was Cheryl calling to tell me that I had forgotten the check for Tae Kwon Do. Several thoughts raced through my mind, the most prominent being: “You can’t forget that which you never knew.”

In a rare moment of Monday Morning Lucidity, I gave The Universal Correct Answer for Husbands, v 1.0: “Yes dear.” As a supplement, I tacked on The Universal Correct Answer for Husbands, Addendum 31: “I’ll pick it up later, if that’s o.k.”

This sets the stage for this afternoon, where I legitimately forget the check for Tae Kwon Do.