We all have our peccadilloes--our little quirks that those around us have no choice but to accept (or, you know, abandon us). One of mine is that as soon as I move from one room to another, I forget entirely any goings on in the other room.
This has led to some issues in my relationships. One time my fiancée asked me to get her a glass of water from the kitchen. Twenty-five minutes later she found me playing bridge online on the couch.
One evening, I voluntee
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