You know what's fun?
Working with my brother.
Someone called him a few days ago and gave him a credit card number and said, "I want to pay off the balance that I owe you."
My brother wrote down the credit card information, but nothing else.
And now he can't remember who it was that called.
"It was a woman," he said.
I've been calling my brother randomly all day and giving him a name - trying to jog his memory.
So far I'm striking out.
I can't be too mean to him though, because the other day when I was nigh unto starving to death, my brother let me use his bread and peanut butter to make a sandwich.
And plus we have matching jackets so that has to count for something.
PS. It's two hours later. I guessed the right name. My brother remembered. It was a man. HA!