Silly Fred came down the stairs all dressed in his business suit. He had his briefcase in one hand and was grabbing a cup of coffee with the other hand.
"Where are you going this morning?" asked Silly Fred's wife, Sarah.
"To work," said Silly Fred, grabbing the keys for the car with his baby finger.
"On Christmas Day," said Sarah.
"What!" exclaimed Silly Fred, going pale as a ghost, dropping the keys and spilling coffee all over the floor. "Today is Christmas!"
"Yes," said Sarah. "Silly Fred, did you forget Christmas?"
Silly Fred just stood there not saying a word because no matter what he could not look Sarah in the face and tell her that he had forgotten about Christmas. However, all of a sudden, a light bulb went off in Silly Fred's head. He remembered that last year, the day after Christmas he had purchased his wife a very special gift. Now all he had to do is remember where he placed it.
He stood there thinking about where the gift was, while Sarah was talking to him trying to find out if he did forget all about Christmas. Sarah pointed to his briefcase and was telling him to set it down because he wasn't going anywhere and when she did that, another light bulb went off in Silly Fred's head.
"The gift that I bought for Sarah is in my briefcase," he said to himself.
"Stop mumbling," said Sarah. "Now did you forget Christmas or not?"
Silly Fred set the briefcase down on the kitchen table and opened it up.
"Silly Fred," said Sarah. "You are not working on Christmas Day."
"No," said Silly Fred as he reached into a secret pocket in his briefcase and took out a little box already gift-wrapped. "Merry Christmas sweetheart."
"Oh Silly Fred!" cried Sarah when she saw the gold pendant that her husband had just handed her. "Merry Christmas yourself."
Silly Fred rushed right out to the mall the next morning and purchased Sarah's Christmas gift for the next year. That way, he wouldn't forget Christmas next year.