Shit, who are you?!

I have such a terrible memory for names. What I really hate is when I see someone, and I know I know them, and they clearly know me, but I can’t remember their name or how I know them.

This happened tonight when I went to Giordano’s for some sweet, sweet half price Chicago-style pizza, and I ran into Jackie, who’s friends with my ex, Laura.

Except I couldn’t remember that initially. She waved and said “Hey, how are ya?” and I started flipping through my mental rolodex of how I know people. Do I know her from class? Was she one of the random people I forgot lived in my dorm at some point? Is she friends with someone I know?

It took about two minutes of conversation before the name of my Laura’s dorm popped up and I put two and two together on how I knew her. She also had another friend of Laura’s from the dorm with her, whose name I have already forgotten.

Fortunately, my friend Jack was standing next to me and I was able, after I noticed that he was staring at the ceiling, to say “This is my friend Jack, and these are some of Laura’s friends,” and Jackie introduced herself. And then her friend introduced herself, but I have no recollection of who she was.

I always feel like such a moron when I do things like that, because I’m only 21, and if my memory is this bad now, I can’t imagine how bad it’s going to be when I’m old and senile.

I had a great ending for this entry, but I forget what it was.

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