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My wife calls it “Jim’s World.”

It’s a place just outside of the real world where time and space have little relevance. She says I live there and wonders how I ever found employment or attracted a girl. She thinks I’m smart, but says I’m retarded. A true idiot savant.

4 February 2009

Retarded Einstein


My wife says, “You are the smartest man I know. How come you’re so stupid?”

She says that I have no idea how to apply my intelligence. And that I don’t focus on life’s little, regular things. Like eating. Or where I’m driving. Or how to get there. Or even what day it is.

Einstein’s wife would tell the story that her hubby, Al, would walk the streets of Princeton, lost in thought and would have to call her from a stranger’s house to find out what was going on.

“Dear, where am I and where am I supposed to be?” He’d inquire, and then she’d gently direct him.

I’m like that sometimes. Okay, a lot.

“Hi, Baby. It’s me. I know I was supposed to do something after work but I can’t for the life of me remember what it was. Do you have any idea? … Yeh. I know. Tuesday. Right. … What do I do every Tuesday? You mean after taking a shower? It’s all up in the air. … Oh, Tuesday after work? I dunno. … Oh! That’s right! Bring the boy to jiu-jitsu! … Oh and honey? Don’t make me any supper. I didn’t have lunch until 4 o’clock. … Why? I forgot.”

I’m a retarded Einstein.


If you liked that, you might like one of these:

  1. Trouble In Paradise
  2. Jim’s First Rule of Parenting
  3. Why I Am
  4. Abortions. Naturally.
  5. Merry Christmas


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1 Comment

Posted by
Jim Mitchem
17 August 2009 @ 9pm

So *that’s* what I am! Nice. I’m using it.

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