I have a fairly unique name. Unique enough that everyone seems to remember it, which makes me feel horrible when I run into someone and I can’t focus on what they’re actually saying because I’m trying to remember who the hell they are. Today was particularly bad – within the space of ten minutes, I ran into a teacher and a friend from high school (more than ten years ago!), both of whom remembered me by name. If I’m lucky, a first name will pop into my head within the next few days. If not, I’ll drive myself crazy trying to remember where my yearbooks are.

It’s bad enough when I’ve only met a person once or twice, but these are people I saw every day for three years.

Clearly, something needs to be done.