Me: Is that a joke? That's our anniversary. My birthday is the 28th.
Husband: Oh right, sorry. Her birthday is the 28th. Um, it's probably best you have her cell. It's 402-30 ... babe, what's your cell number again?
Me: Seriously? Rob, we've been together for 7 years!
Husband: It's always been in my phone, just give it to me.
I give Rob my number, he tells the person on the phone and hangs up.
Me: Do you even know me?
Husband: Oh, please. You get my birthday wrong all the time.
Me: No, I don't. It's February 22nd, a week after Valentine's Day.
Husband: Really? You wanna do the math on that?
Me: When is Valentine's Day?
Husband: My birthday is the 21st, woman!
Me: Ok, well. I have a reminder in my phone, chill out.
Husband: What's my cell phone number?
Me: Uhhhh. 555-898-6335?
Husband: False. Not even close.
Me: Hmm, I think that might be the parent's house of my first boyfriend ...
Husband: We can never lose our cell phones.
Me: Ever. We've been technologically ruined.