I remember a time when I was intelligent. I didn't forget things on my to do list, I remembered people's birthdays and anniversaries. Well friends, those days are over. If I have forgotten to wish you a happy birthday, anniversary or any other celebration I am truly sorry. It isn't that I wish you ill, I just can't remember.
The worst part is that I have shoved all of those happy items out of my brain to make room for stressful, angry memories. This afternoon when I walked into our account executive's office, she asked a simple "what reason should I give for changing these terms?", with less than three minutes to contemplate this question, I listed eight items. The group was last hear over a year ago. I have the whole post event report memorized...why you ask? Because they managed to make the list of top five all time worst groups in the history of groups.
When I worked at the hotel, there were lots of "bad" groups. Planners who were a)disorganized, b) clueless, c) at the mercy of a crazy boss or any array of problems. Or the groups themselves were bad a)messy, b)rude, c) dressed like super heroes (which, by the way, is hard to pull off at over 300 lbs). I have only ever had the misfortune of one group being worse than this one. How could I NOT remember them?
So as my personal misfortune continues, they want to come back. I guess if I were going to look at the positive side, it would be that they have rave reviews about how nice it was to be here and how accommodating I was to their needs. See kids, sometimes being nice doesn't pay off, it just brings more heartache.
As for my memory, I remember it well. Maybe one day I will return to knowing important moments in my friends and families lives. I will remember why I went to the grocery store and maybe even remember when I am supposed to meet someone for lunch. Until that miracle drug is created, please send me a reminder.
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