I hate it when you meet someone, and they accost you by saying, "Actually, we’ve met before. " Or my favorite, "You don’t remember my name do you?"
It automatically puts you on the defensive...."Really? We’ve met before? Where was that again? At so and so’s going away party?....Oh yeah...I’m sorry, I do remember you now."
"Yes, I remember meeting you! But yes..I forgot your name, I’m sorry. What was it again?"
I really hate it when I’m that person. I’m the douche.
When it’s happening, I justify it in my mind as "I’m helping this person with this awkward ’memory searching’ situation," OR "I’ll just let him know that we’ve met before, so we can pick up the conversation where we left off at the LAST going away party."
BUT it never comes off like that. And AS the words leave my lips, I hear them.
"HOW can you not remember me? I remember you!"
"We met at this place, and THAT place...and jesus, what is WRONG with you?"
OR
"Since you didn’t remember me, we should make out, because hey- you OWE me."
So to everyone that I have RE-met recently....and REMINDED that we’ve already met, I’m sorry. I just wanted to acknowledge it. And the next time we see each other, I will acknowledge this awkward blog acknowledging the awkward situation...and we’ll be back to square one.
Also, I have totally written this blog before. DIDN’T YOU READ IT? Yes you did! Don’t you remember!?!?!
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Friday, March 21, 2008
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