Checking in to report on my latest embarrassing behaviour.
I had to ring to make an orthodontic appointment for ds2 this morning. The receptionist wanted to know who his dentist was:
"Um, I think his name is Tom or Terry something" says I.
Deafening silence from the receptionist.
"Shall I ring you back when I've found out the details?" I asked.
"Yes please" says receptionist.
So, off I go, duly find out dentist's name (neither Tom nor Terry of course) and ring back. I give the receptionist the details. She asks me what my phone number is.
"It's 723, no wait, 732, er 724. I can't remember what my phone number is, I'm having such a bad memory day" (cue embarrassed trilling).
"Do you have a mobile number I can take" says patient receptionist.
"Oh yes, I'll just get it for you" (Cos, of course, I don't know it off by heart).
There follows much fumbling and muttering on my part, and finally
"Could you ring back a little later Mrs Barry when you have the necessary information?"
I still haven't rung back
. Looking on the bright side, at least I didn't cry. I'm glad to see that I am not alone in the crying oldsilver and Juggling, it's so pathetic!