When I was in college I roomed with a guy named Bucky. Bucky had a habit of walking around the dorms and picking stuff up and walking off with it. He wasn't like a kelpto, If he wandered into your room he might start using a pen, or reading a magazine and then wander off without remembering where he got it.
Most people were OK with it because while Bucky always wandered in and took something, I usually left something behind so it worked out about even.
I think it is perfectly natural to sometimes forget a thing or two every now and then......
|"Its the size 14"|
I mean if you leave a shoe behind like I did on Sunday every now or then at a hotel all you have to do is call back and get it.
And if your wife's birtyday present is with the shoe, well that will turn up too.
|"That's me officer, really"|
|"Can you ship to Parsippany?"|
It's just going to take Krissy a while to get used to this.