For those of a certain age, does not apply to the young

[hobby]

My forgetter's getting better,
But my rememberer is broke
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke

For when I'm "here" I'm wondering
If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!

Oft times I walk into a room,
Say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain!
A zero is my score.

At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
Is, generally, me!

When shopping I may see someone,
Say "Hi" and have a chat,
The, when that person walks away
I ask myself "who on earth was that?"

Yes, my forgetter's getting better
While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.

by: Anon; but may be from across the Atlantic

[nigelb]

Been there, done that, brought the T-shirt.

Nigel²

[Filonian]

I can equate to that James.

These days, I find that to remember something, I have to make a "mental note on paper.


Graham

[steelsporran]

Not much you can do about it either



Razors pain you
Rivers are damp
Acid stains you
And drugs cause cramp
Guns aren't lawful
Nooses give
Gas smells awful
You might as well live

[airboatr]

Oft times I walk into a room,
Say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain!
A zero is my score.

Colin mentioned awhile ago, some chap named Davie lost his job as a firefighter that way.