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  • Rich Carlstedt
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    Many years ago, my wonderful mother-in-law passed away and my wifes dad came to live with us.He was a retired tool maker, and I had a full shop to keep his mind off of things.What a wonderful time we had together, but at first he drove me crazy with his "requirements".
    He demanded (my shop mind you) that all tools be put back as soon as they were no longer used ..
    It went like this..taking a drill press head apart,.. use the 1/4 allen wrench..set it down..he picks it up and puts it away...2 minites later I need the 1/4"wrench again and look around.."where is it? says I.."where it belongs " says he..
    And so it would continue. Since he spent a good deal of time in Job Shops,he taught me more about skinning cats (term only !) than tool storage and I was greatful to learn all I could .
    The other day,I was looking for a 1/4" Allen wrench and "found it" in the rack ...and i don't remember putting it there and then realised that he could not remember where the tools were, unless they were in their rightful place ...a method to his madness !

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  • charlie coghill
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    There was another blurp on the news about developing the pill to help your memory. Sure hope that they hurry and get the pill developed.
    Than when I take my viagra I can remember what it was for.
    Charlie

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  • JCHannum
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    Do you know that there is more money spent on breast implants and Viagra each year than on Alzheimer's research?
    This means that in the near future there will be a large elderly population with perky breasts and stiff erections and not the faintest idea of what to do with either of them.

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  • Tomzhere
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    Got home one afternoon from work, was more tired than usual. Took a shower and laid down on bed. When I woke and saw the sunlight barely comming in window I panicked.

    I had overslept and now I was going to be late for work. I never do that. Gotta go, gotta hurry.

    Thrw on my pants grabbed a shirt and tore out of the house. Got down the road and kept thinking to myself it sure is dark for 6AM.

    Then, slowly other things seemed to be odd. Why was my brother up and sitting on the couch at 6AM as I raced out the door? Why were there so many people on the road this morning?

    Yep, it was 6PM. Took me about 2 miles to put it together. But.. this happened when I was in my 20s.

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  • SJorgensen
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    In defense of all of you, I only want to say that of those few men whom I have been lucky enough to know and who were the most knowledgeable men, these were also the most humble men that I have ever met.

    Those who deny their own failings are usually the ones with the most to deny.

    The more you know, the more you realize how much there is to learn. Knowledge doesn't teach pride as much as it does humility.

    My best teachers have been the most humble of men, and I love them for it. They would never make me feel like a question exposed my stupidity. These men were so secure in themselves that they didn't need to put a novice down. They are dead now, but they enriched me in a way that I value in a special way but I was never able to repay. If I can help someone like they helped me, I will die a happy man.

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  • Pat Miles
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    What's the sense in being stupid if you can't show it once in a while

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  • spope14
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    Yes, I get "the trance" on a regular basis now.

    I would for get to take my memory pill.

    I have held long conversations with people I have known for years, and could not for the life of me remember their names.

    I do a roll call of all my kids and the grand kid when I need one of them. Heck, I even add my wife some times. It must work, the right one always answers.

    I never seem to forget to go to work.

    I never seem to forget payday.

    I never seem to forget how many beers I have in the fridge.

    I never forget my safety glasses, or to roll up my sleeves.

    I sometimes forget to tell my wife when I get an extra check for extra work I have done.

    She never seems to forget that I did extra work, and has a general internal clock that tells her when 7, 15, 30, and 60 days have passed so she can ask me if the check came in.




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  • J Tiers
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    I dunno if its the brain or the hand at fault....I'll be taking the drill out of the DP, and realize I don't have the next one I want.

    Into the toolroom I go, and out I come with the next drill. Now where is that dang chuck key?

    Sometimes it's in the toolroom, sometimes its wherever my hand reached out and put it on my way in there for the drill. It has taken me up to 5 min to find it.

    Same with the wrench I had while I go over to get the one nut I'm short to put something together (or screwdriver, etc, you get the picture). There's a lot of horizontal surfaces, and my hand knows it's gotta let go of that wrench somewhere to pull open the drawer.....

    Can't tie everything down to where it's supposed to stay.

    I've almost got my hand trained to hang the key back in a slot on the DP table, but sometimes.....

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  • L Webb
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    I hate calling somebody on the phone and just as they pick it up, I forget who I was calling.

    Les

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  • Sprocket
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    I hear the best thing about getting older is you keep hearing new jokes and meeting new people.

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  • John Stevenson
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    Walked into town one day with the dawg, as soon as you entered a store the dog would lay across the doorway and wait, out the store and into another one and the dog would follow and wait.
    Go home and ower Gert say's "Where's the dog "?
    Went back into town and the dog is still laid outside one door of a double entry doored shop.
    That dog was that laid back it was on last years daylight saving time

    John S.

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  • wierdscience
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    <font face="Verdana, Arial" size="2">Originally posted by torker:
    What about "The Trance". You know...that dumb look on your face when you can't remember what you where doing...so you just stand there in a trance until memory (hopefully) returns. And please don't tell me that I'm the only one with the all elusive coffee cup that I can never find.</font>
    Ya,xcept I sit there and slip like an automatic tranny until I drop into gear with a bang

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  • SJorgensen
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    Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.

    One day in a busy accounting office the main printer quit printing so they called me over. This is one of those blue-bar printers that goes through a box or more per day, so it is a real workhorse. I immediately start into it to removing panels to check fuses etc. Right when I am up to my neck in screws covers and test meters and fuses someone points out that it is unplugged!

    This isn't rocket science anymore, is it?
    When an Accountant out troubleshoots you, it's time to quit.

    Spence

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  • Arcane
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    lynnl, several years ago I had a rather obtuse foreman who liked to yell. One day he chewed all of us out for not paying attention to what we were doing. He outdid his usual rant that day and then turned on his heel, stomped across the parking lot, jumped into his truck to drive away, slammed the door...and sat there...in the rearseat of the crewcab.

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  • torker
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    What about "The Trance". You know...that dumb look on your face when you can't remember what you where doing...so you just stand there in a trance until memory (hopefully) returns. And please don't tell me that I'm the only one with the all elusive coffee cup that I can never find.

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