First you forget names. Then you forget faces. Next you forget to pull your zipper up and finally, you forget to pull it down!

About 30 years ago, I was teaching medical microbiology to a class of female nursing students, and as usual, was walking around the room very actively while lecturing. After the lecture, one sweet young thing asked if she could speak to me in private. She then informed me that my pant zipper was open. I thanked her, went into a side room, and zipped up. The next week, she came to my office and asked me out on a date. I don't know what she had seen, but it HAD to be a case of mistaken identity!!

Bifocals will do that...

Rich