First: I apologize for how late this comic was. I started a new job this week, and the transition between my new job and my old job, along with still going to school and trying to maintain a healthy sleeping schedule has made me the busiest man in the world these past couple of days.
Anyway, can I consider this two educational comics in a row? Maybe. I don't know. Maybe not.
The point is that I actually do have an absolutely terrible memory. Few things in this comic are exaggerated. If someone asks me how old I am, there's definitely a pause where I have to think about it. "When was my last birthday? What age was I celebrating being? What year is it right now?" These are actual thoughts that go through my head. Conversely, the names of the Scooby-Doo characters are things that I just know right off-hand.
You know how people walk into rooms and then forget why they went there? I've walked to the opposite side of the same room I was in and forgot what my intentions were. I've gone to the URL bar of my browser and forgot which website I was going to go to before I actually manage to type anything once I click in there. I could really go on.
Last week I bought a little pocket notebook to keep with me at all times to write things down in that I don't want to forget. I was finally able to purchase it after meaning to for months--the only thing that kept me from obtaining one earlier was the fact that I kept forgetting I had been meaning to get one any time I was actually in a store.