Once upon a time there was a mechanic named George. George was a good mechanic. He had a hidden ability. He remembered the make, model, year, and VIN of every car he worked on. It was like they were all just filed away in his brain on little rolodex cards. He couldn’t forget them. They were always there. Year after year. Car after car.

One day George’s wife asked him, “You can remember all those VIN numbers, but you can’t remember my birthday or our anniversary. Why is that?”

George replied, “Those things just ain’t important.”

The end.