It has been said the human brain starts to become forgetful around the age of thirty. Well the joke is on them, (whoever said that, I can’t remember their name to be honest) because I’m thirty-four years old and going back to University to fill my head with new things.
Apparently this last Wednesday I filled my head too full.
I could blame it on walking up a total of eleven flights of stairs and down eleven flights of stairs and exhausting myself in the process, but I won’t. I could blame it on walking in almost one hundred degree heat between buildings on campus, but I won’t. Not to be conceited but the reason is, I’ve been finding when I get smarter, I start to forget other things, normal things.
After my three classes, while walking to my car the neuroplasticity was doing it’s thing inside my brain. I arrived at the car park after a long walk from the tall, overly hot buildings to find myself in front of the elevator doors. (I have a fear of elevators which I will explain to you another time in the future.) Because this was the first week of school, I was already riddled with some anxiety. It’s not that I have doubt in myself, it’s if I’m remembering everything correctly in class.
Because I was so concerned about retaining what I was learning a peculiar thing happened. I overcame my fear of getting in an elevator and stepped on. That wasn’t the peculiar part. Music started playing, in fact, it sounded a lot like Ben Harper.
Bear in mind I attended this University almost ten years ago. When I used this elevator before in the same car park, I didn’t recall music ever playing in the elevator.
As the elevator went up, suddenly the anxiety about school and memorization went away. Then a thought popped in my head, “I wonder if they started putting music in the elevators to calm nervous students?” None of the other elevators on campus play music. I was reluctant to step off because I wanted to stay on and hear the rest of the song, however daylight was burning so I decided to step off and walk.
As I walked, the music stayed the same volume. I didn’t look back. I wondered why the elevator doors hadn’t closed yet, and why if I was getting further away the volume stayed the same. In that moment I thought the music in the elevator was becoming increasingly louder seeing as I could hear it half way across the car park. I was actually thankful for that being the case because I was really enjoying the song.
Once my feet hit the pavement about three fourths of the way to my car, I realized the music was emanating from my back pack.
My computer had gone off and started playing music.
I couldn’t decide if I was relieved or crazy.
What is something silly that happened to you that was a result of you forgetting something? When have you done something that you were glad no one was around to see?