My husband was going to take me to a doctor’s appointment and texted me to let me know he’d be home from work at 2:00 p.m. to pick me up. My appointment was at 1:00. I let him know and he came and got me at the correct time. In the car, I suggested he invent some type of calendar he could have in his hands at all times, as I stared at his iPhone. He continued to drive, shrugging off technology as he always does.
“Even the Aztecs used calendars”, I said, and he started laughing. I can’t say he will use his phone calendar more faithfully and never miss an event, but he won’t soon forget the time he was shamed by an ancient civilization.
