Last night, I was out and about, heading over to Dr. Dremo's for the Tuesday night Washington Psychotronic Film Society screening.
I was meeting up with a few folks, so I decided to give my friend Jenny a call.
I knew I had Jenny's number, since I had given it to my sister to possibly meet up in NYC.
Anyway, I dialed up the Jenny on my phone.
I could practically hear the question marks over the phone.
It took me a few seconds, but I finally realized what happened.
The correct Jenny's number was written on a Post-It in my wallet.