You're terrible at remembering names. You're at this party. You meet these two guys you've met a few times before. Needless to say you can't for the life of you place their names. You converse with them in separate groups. Enjoyable conversations. Fun topics , lots of laughter.
Then it's time to leave. The thought of not addressing them by name while saying bye is torturing you. The inability to find a tactful way of finding out is killing you. You sit there.Mind racing, nerves in a frightful twist.
And then.
One guy has joined the other on the sofa right next to you. And the first guy says to the second :
" Hey we haven't met..."
Which side of the bed did you get up from that morning ? Flag it , frame it , gamble from it. Worship it.
BUT then.
This second guy. Your worst enemy. The bane of your existence. All he has to do is say his name. But this is what he does say : " Uh we did meet here last year ,I've seen you before "
They have a very brief chat about something or the other , neither of which includes names. Then one of them gets up to get a drink.
It's over.
It's over.