Showing posts with label mismemory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mismemory. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Mismemory or Insanity?

My memory is hopelessly flawed, but my realization of its unreliability reached new heights today.
Here's the story:
Last week John from work told me a story about how his daughters had 2 hamsters. They believed them to be 2 boys, but with hamsters, you never really know. After an expectedly long life for a hamster, one of the hamsters died. A week or so later, John and his family went on vacation (I assumed asking someone to feed the remaining rodent while they were gone.) When they returned, they noticed a baby hamster cuddled up to the older hamster. They assumed that perhaps she was a female until they realized, that the baby hamster was in fact a mouse that had crawled into the cage and befriended the hamster. A few weeks later the remaining hamster died, and Johns daughters cared for the mouse for a couple years until it too passed.
That day I instant messaged Chad to remind me to tell him about how John's daughters acquired their pet mouse. I didn't remember to tell him until this morning.

Then at work, I informed John that I had told Chad about the mouse and the hamster. John, looking at me like I was crazy, but still with interest at the story, listened to me retell the story I could have sworn he told me last week.

He said that his family has never had 2 hamsters at one time, and his daughters would not adopt a mouse because they don't like rodents with long tails. He acknowledged that it's possible he told me that story about a friend, and he just doesn't remember the story or telling it, so he's going to ask his family if it sounds familiar to them. I find it unlikely that he would have told me the story and then not have even recognized it when I retold it.

I also asked around the office to see if anyone else had told me the story, and they claimed they hadn't. I even remember details like where I was standing when John was telling me the story, so my best hope is that he told it to me about someone else.

Chad confirms that I did send him the IM that day, which means I made the mistake pretty soon after I perceived it to have happened.

So here is the question:
Did John, or someone, actually tell me the story, and I mixed up the details of the family in the story and the where and whom told me?
Did I dream the story and the telling and somehow transfer that to reality?
Did I make up the whole scenario in my mind and then mix that up with reality?
Did I hallucinate the situation?
Is this a reality check about the condition of my mind, or is it just a result of a temporarily stressed and busy life?

Well... maybe time will tell... for now, back to work. Now what was I doing?