Pluggers by Rick McKee for January 06, 2020

he’ll be digging his own grave

Pride goeth before a fall.

Sure you will!

The fall of Man in 2 Acts.

Write all important stuff on the day it will happen on a paper calendar in the kitchen so all may see .

I seem to suffer from C.R.A.F.T. Can’t Remember A Fricken Thing.

Oh yeah, she did call sometime last week….

I was waiting for a fairly important call, which never came. I mentioned it to Hubby and he replied, “Oh, yeah. She called two days ago. I left it on the fridge.” There was a snippet of paper, about the size of one of those large postage stamps, with a phone number on it. No name, no nothin’. We had a bit of a “discussion” about that.

When I was still working, if I had to leave a message, I’d ask “Can you be trusted with a pencil?” Most folks chuckled and asked me to hold while they went and got said pencil.

The call probably had to do with something that would cost him money.

“The world will little note nor long remember … "

I can’t believe he doesn’t know how to use his index finger to write it on the air.

He is ever hopeful that he has a memory-oh yes wait he forgot he doesn’t.

Half the time I can’t remember stuff long enough to write it down!

Hope the doghouse is comfy amd the dog is willing to share their space.

I pass on messages. When she doesn’t return calls my wife tells them later that she never got the message. You can’t win.