Those of you who know me know that I am usually on time, am organized with my schedule, and don't forget meetings or appointments. 
This morning I called the doctor to set up an appointment for Kate to get checked-out before we go out of town tomorrow.  She is getting over a cold and still has a cough, so I wanted to make sure she was developing anything else.  When I called at 8:30 the office manager said they had a 9:40 or 10:40 appointment.  Conversation:
me: Let's do 9:40
him: Okay, 9:40.
me: no wait, she might be napping then.  I'll take the 10:40.
him: Okay, 10:40.  We'll see you then.
me: Great, thanks.
So we show up at 10:40.  When the nurse takes us to the room, she said "We were thinking something happened because your appointment was at 9:40."  I told her about the conversation.  But when the doctor came, I decided to just apologize for the confusion and not blame the office manager (even though our appt was for 10:40) since he's her husband.  So I got to apologize for looking like a goof-up when I didn't even goof-up.
Really, don't I make a fool of myself enough without someone making me look like one?  I don't need help with that area of my life.
I'm glad you can be my witness. 
Oh, and the appointment went great and Kate is fine.
 
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