I have a really good memory. Ridiculous, some might say. Unfair, others (men) may complain. Usually it’s a good thing. I love being able to recall odd facts about things that happened fifteen years ago, but sometimes all that information gets a little… cumbersome.
I never really thought about it until yesterday morning, but every day when I first think of the date for that day (for example, over coffee this morning I’ll think “Oh, it’s October 8th”) I then try to remember whose birthday it is. Seems odd, right? Of course it’s someone’s birthday, but more times than not I’ve crossed paths with a person with a birthday every day of the year.
I have a weird thing about remembering dates (yesterday was the one-year anniversary since my grandmother’s surgery) and I’ve moved around A LOT, therefore I’ve met a lot of people and those details stick with me. November 24th: guy I dated for three months in 1997. March 3rd: friend from elementary school. April 16: two friends from high school and another friend’s little girl. And on and on and on.
This talent, if you want to call it that, isn’t infallible. There are a couple friends whose birthdays WILL NOT stick in my head for the life of me. I cannot explain how much this perplexes me.
So, this seems to be becoming a theme. Any more weird things about you you’d like to share?