Madrid Conventions

Our memories are constantly being updated with a barrage of new information that we are expected to retain. Inevitably, there is a saturation point. All these new things coming in are in need of memory space, and at some point you will find yourself stood at the cash point staring blankly at the screen as it awaits your PIN. Even after entering it a hundred times it can slip from your memory, which is often not helped by the angry queue that quickly forms behind you.
Telephone numbers are my weak point. The amount of numbers we are we are expected to remember is just incredible- people’s home, their mobile and work.  Thankfully I can refer to my contact list on my phone that I bought with the help of Marmalade Communications, but without this I would be lost.
If Marmalade Communications could put out a phone that rang me every time it was someone’s birthday I would be eternally grateful.  The amount of times I have forgotten birthdays; not close friends or family, but mostly acquaintances or work colleagues. To be honest, they come up once a year, that’s ONE day out of 365 days, and never discussed prior or post. People you barely know will spring them upon you, and are inexhaustibly offended if you don’t remember.

Unfortunately, I find that the older I get I can barely remember which is my front door, let alone Bob from accounting’s birthday.