Capers in Memory and Trust, Pt1

The perfect example for just how deficient my memory and how great my trust is. This combination often translates into a seeming lack of confidence.

Steve called to say that he remembered I was going to be in town today, and that I should drop by for drinks. I am not going to be in town; he got the number right, but not the month. Nevertheless, when I listened to his message, my heart raced for a moment: "Oh shit, did I somehow get a ticket for today instead of next month?" The moment was very short--one might even say "momentary"--but it was there nonetheless.