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TODAY, AS A SPECIAL TREAT, I am going to interview my wife.
Me: How absent-minded am I?
Wife: Profoundly.
Me: Does this cause . . .
Wife: Actually, I'm not sure if "absent-minded" is the right word. "Absent-minded" suggests a simple disability within the normal range of human behavior. With you, it's more like you have a hole in your brain. Remember the fiasco with the phone call?
Me: No.
Wife: It was a few years ago. You got a phone call. You talked for 15 minutes. You were laughing, arguing, having a good time. After you hung up, I asked you who you'd been talking to. You couldn't remember. You spent the next 15 minutes walking around in tight little circles, muttering, "Who the hell was I talking to?"
Me: It was Joel. Our conversations are forgettable.
Wife: It was really disturbing. How about the fiasco with the parking ticket? Remember that?
Me: No.
Wife: We parked in front of our house. You got out and walked around the back of the car to get to the curb. You noticed a parking ticket on the windshield of the car behind us. "When did we get a parking ticket?" you asked.
Me: That other car looked just like ours!
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