About a year and a half ago, I woke up in the AM. I went out into the kitchen, and there was a pizza box on the table. I lifted the lid, and there was one slice left! I did not recall ordering that or eating that, and so right away I called the delivery place. So I gave the man my address and phone number and asked him to look up if I ordered this last night. He had a foreign accent, and he said, sort of laughing, "Oh, you no remember the pizza! Ha! Do not feel bad, you are not the only one. I get these calls all the the time. You called in at 11:37pm." Oh my God! I was so embarrassed! That was scary.
Another uncomfortable thing happened when I had already bought a bottle of wine in the late afternoon. Of course, I drank it all by 6:30 or so. I knew the day person went home at around 7pm. So I waited. I go over there at 7:20pm, and he was still there!! Ugh. He said, "Oh, weren't you just here a few hours ago?" So I told him that some unexpected company had stopped by and I had to pick up another bottle. Wow, what a horror! I mean, he didn't care, but I felt very guilty or something.
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