Today at work I was scrolling through my Outlook calendar and noticed a mysterious entry. All it said was “100 Days”…nothing else.
Not to toot my own horn, by my memory is pretty darn good. If I ever get a chance at trivia night, the local bar will probably kick me out for not letting anyone else have a chance to answer the questions. (Toot, toot!)
It’s not as fast as it used to be what with all the “fun” I had in college and the general fact that there is just a heck of alot of short term stuff to remember as technology changes.
Usually, I can jog it, if I’m drawing a blank. A few random hints and the cartoon light bulb over my head goes off. My problem solving skills aren’t too shabby. If I can’t find it on the Internet, it doesn’t exist on the Internet. (Toot, toot!)
So I went back 100 days from the calendar entry and…nothing. I tried to figure out if there was a file in my computer that might have been saved around that time, but nothing came up. None of my bosses were around today, so I couldn’t ask them about it.
This not remembering is haunting me. I’ll be mulling it over for a few days. What could possibly happen in a little over 3 months that I would need to take note? Maybe someone accidentally put it on my calendar. Other people do have access to it. Maybe someone is playing a trick on me. It’s a psychological experiment to see how long it takes me to get agitated about something unimportant.
That’s it. A robot hacked into my work computer and instead of stealing all of my valuable data, it just input this lame calendar entry while also slowing down the processor to a snails pace, so I get bored waiting for websites and software to load in minutes instead of at the speed of thought… Which in turn causes me too look at Twitter more often than I should in order to stave off said boredom. Then my boss thinks I’m being a slacker because I’m staring at my iPhone too much…
Hmmm. Maybe it was just a mistake after all.