AAADD - So That's Where the Time Went! (Jokes)greenspun.com : LUSENET : Countryside : One Thread
I have recently been diagnosed with AAADD - Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it goes: I decide to do work on the car, start to the garage and notice the mail on the table. OK, I'm going to work on the car... BUT FIRST I'm going to go through the mail. Lay car keys down on desk. After discarding the junk mail, I notice the trash can is full. OK, I'll just put the bills on my desk.... BUT FIRST I'll take the trash out, but since I'm going to be near the mailbox, I'll address a few bills....Now, where is the checkbook? Oops.. there's only one check left. Where did I put the extra checks? Oh, there is my empty plastic cup from last night on my desk. I'm going to look for those checks... BUT FIRST I need to put the cup back in the kitchen. I head for the kitchen, look out the window, notice the flowers need a drink of water, I put the cup on the counter and there's my extra pair of glasses on the kitchen counter. What are they doing here? I'll just put them away... BUT FIRST need to water those plants. I head for the door and... Aaaagh! Someone left the TV remote on the wrong spot. Okay, I'll put the remote away and water the plants... BUT FIRST I need to find those checks. END OF DAY: Oil in car not changed, bills still unpaid, cup still in the sink, checkbook still has only one check left, lost my car keys ... And, when I try to figure out how come nothing got done today, I'm baffled because... I KNOW I WAS BUSY ALL DAY! I realize this condition is serious... I'd get help... BUT FIRST... I think I'll check my e-mail.
-- Sissy Sylvester-Barth (iblong2Him@ilovejesus.net), August 30, 2001
sissy, if your anywhere near random lake (whisper) don't drink the water. (local joke)..........maybe?
-- fred in wi (email@example.com), August 30, 2001.
Glad to know I'm not the only one going around in circles!!! :)
-- mary (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 30, 2001.
I'm infected too, Sissy . . . but how do we get a cure? If we bunch up together and get a television telethon going (ala MDA coming up Sunday / Monday), will anybody remember to see it? And if they do remember the date and time, where the hell did I put the checkbook?
-- j.r. guerra (email@example.com), August 30, 2001.
ROFL - oohhhh, Sissy, priceless, just priceless! Now I don't have to go to the doctors' thanks for the diagnosis, the checks' in the mail - er, will be as soon as I find the checkbook - and where did my stamps go? oh wait, the cats need feeding, but first the plant on my desk needs watering, oh wait, it's lunchtime and the kids are hungry..................................(sigh)
-- yancee in texas (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 30, 2001.
"WOW" is this a viral infection, cause I think I have it too?
-- R.H. in n.e.okla. (email@example.com), August 30, 2001.
I KNOW my husband has it! Everytime he leaves, he makes 2 or 3 trips back in the house for keys, checkbook, glasses, or his cap. I told him I thought he had 'Old Timers', but he doesn't seem to mind. It doesn't bother him a bit that he never gets things done. He used to make a list of what he wanted to do, (old military habit), but he kept losing his list. He has ask me where things are so many times, he now phrases it... "Honey, if you were my keys, where would you be?" I don't even look for anything anymore, he'll find then sooner or later!
-- Rett (Gravehunters@aol.com), August 30, 2001.
I have it too. Would like to comment on it but first I have to go watch my soap (GL). I call it educational tv. Gives lots of good places to look in case you loose one of your children. Or in case the hospital gave it to someone else. He may have grown up and is the Prince of somewhere.
-- Belle (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 30, 2001.
I was a family reunion once and asked my Great Uncle Harry how he'd been doing. He told me that he'd been think a lot about the "here after". I said, No kidding? And he said, Yes, I go out in the garage or yard and think...now what did I come out here after? He's a cutie!
-- Robin (email@example.com), August 30, 2001.
How about going into a room and then wondering why you did? Or even worse, getting up out of a chair, taking a couple steps then wondering where you're going or why? Or my personal "favorite" which is sitting at my desk with something in my hand and not being able to find it five minutes later. I didn't get out of my chair, no one came in or out of the office... it's just GONE! LOL
Thanks for making me feel as though I'm not the only one. ;o)
-- Gary in Indiana (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 30, 2001.
This MUST BE some kind of virus we've all caught off the internet...it COULDN'T BE that we're getting older!!!!
But I can't really blame it on getting older because I think I've always been this way! I'll have my mind so much on one thing that I entirely forget essential things....like where I put my glasses or my cell phone...etc....my clothes....etc. etc. etc.
-- Suzy in Bama (email@example.com), August 30, 2001.
Ah Yes!!!!!! thinking of so many things while driving to the store and then when I get there I have to call home and ask what it was I am suppose to be getting. And I still don't know how the phone got in the refrigertor. Digging the garden then noticed my truck tire looked low so went to fill it up at gas station noticed I was low on gas got truck filled up with gas and came back home. No air in tire.
-- TomK(mich) (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 30, 2001.
Sissy, that was great!!! Soooooo glad I'm not alone. Tom, I left my hand held phone on a shelf in the closet once. Looked and looked for the darn thing. Glad someone finally called or I never would have found it. My hubby just shakes his head.
-- Annie (email@example.com), August 30, 2001.
Thank you Sissy!
-- trendle ellwood (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 31, 2001.
My cell phone is for emergency only. When I get ready to go somewhere, I can never find it. So, I have more than once went to my home phone and called my cell phone and let it ring until I find it.
-- Belle (email@example.com), August 31, 2001.
Our neighbor is forever losing her cordless phone thanks to her young twins. Once it was in the car trunk! I misplace mine too but than goodness it has a pager..the problem? It doesn't beep long enough for me to find the phone on the first go. I page and run..okay the beep came from that direction..page again and run farther...okay that beep is getting closer but from where...run back page again and run farther yet again...get the picture? This continues until the phone is found. I'd never give up on my cordless cuz its the most excersise I get! As for all the other symptoms, I have them in spades and have for years...but I am only 33!!!!!!
-- Alison in N.S. (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 31, 2001.
My favorite AAADD, is looking for my keys in first one pocket then in the other ONLY to find out I have been changing the keys from hand to hand while looking in the pockets. Do this quite often. One thing about this thread is that we have to laugh at ourselves, makes it OK to laugh at (with) others. Wayne
-- Wayne & (LYN) Roach (R-Way@msn.com), August 31, 2001.
I have it too...oh wait, what was I saying? Oh yes, I have it too...
-- Dee in NJ (email@example.com), September 02, 2001.
I have found that if I start early in the morning, make a list of things I need to do, pace myself and don't get in a hurry, I can work steadily all day long and by evening, not only have I not accomplished a damned thing, I have also lost my list. Jo Ann
-- Jo Ann Weaver (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 02, 2001.
That is my entire life story, but does it really have to do with age, or maybe it is hereditary cause I think both of my parents have it also...oh well, its fun (for lack of a better word) to run around like a chicken with no head, mmm I should have chicken for dinner tonight. Oh yah! Friends is on tv tonight. I wonder if any of my friends are coming over, oh crap I have to clean if they are...wait a second, what was I talking about...oh yah AAADD, right.
-- Christina Farris (email@example.com), January 03, 2002.