The end of the year always heralds in the seemingly endless “year-end” lists. There are lists for everything featuring both the “best of” and “worst of.” There are lists for movies, TV shows, toys, names, actors and actresses, cars, trucks, websites. It never seems to end. If I was to make out a list of things that I’d like to improve on over the course of the next year, learning how to read a list would be #1.
I sit hear this morning “oatmeal-less” because I didn’t buy any yesterday, even though it was at the top of my shopping list. I have no idea how in the world I can miss an item on a list that only has 4 or 5 things on it! It defies logic.
A couple of weeks ago I was roaming around No-Frills when the owner, Amber, asked if I remembered to bring my list that day. I laughed and said “of course,” even though I didn’t have one. I have no idea why I told her that I did.
When my wife makes out a list for me it usually has anywhere from 10-15 items on it. I don’t enjoy that. It’s painstaking. I read that list over and over as I walk down every aisle. God forbid that I forget something that my wife wrote down for me. I can hear her now. “How in the world can you forget something that’s written down on a piece of paper that you take right into the store with you?” Well, I’ve learned it’s not that hard.
So, this morning, thanks to my inability to read a list, I will go without oatmeal for breakfast. Again.
And at #1, on this this year’s list of dummies who don’t know how to read a list, it’s…wait for it…Jamie Lewis!!!!