Most of the women are a little sad that you’re off the market, while the rest think it’s absolutely disgusting.”“Off the market? What the hell...does that mean?” he cried. “When was I ever on the market?”She gave him a screwy look. “Sam, what are you talking about? You’re the most eligible bachelor in the company.”He gave her a dumbstruck look. “What?”“Let’s see, single, kids almost out of school, stable family guy, light drinker, no drugs or gambling, corporate bigwig, and oh yeah, really well. Today's my birthday and I'm so excited to see him, (long distance relationship) he told me everything would be perfect if I just listened to him. He pulled into my driveway and without hello kisses or hugs, he demanded me into front seat his car. After I had buckled up he opened the door and put a blindfold across my eyes, this excited me even more because I recognized the type of blindfold and made me think he had other toys for me. I heard the car engine start rumbling again and we were. Your aftershave smelled manly and fit you.I found myself drawn to that bench everyday at lunch waiting for a look of you always happy that you were there like clockwork 12 o’clock never varied. I did this everyday for a month. And then one day I got the news.I got the temp job I cannot believe that I got the job. I would be working with him every day. I had to sit or fall my legs could not hold me.What was I going to wear / Would he like me? All this ran through my mind as I sat there.Working. You then appeared to be normal, except for periods when you behaved as if unmindful of past events.”The last six weeks were if I had slept through them, like Rip Van Winkle, although I remembered, with undiminished sorrow, all that had occurred before my incognizant phase.“I have not come across a similar type of memory loss before,” John admitted. “However, as you have recalled accurately the past prior to your illness I am certain you will in time regain the memory of the last six weeks. So.