27 November 2008
My Very Bad Habit
We've moved so often that apparently my brain doesn't bother remembering if I've met someone before. There are a few people, like my neighbors, that I manage to remember, but it seems that just about anyone else I meet falls right into short-term memory. So the next time I see them, when they start talking to me, I ask all sorts of stupid questions that I'm already supposed to have asked. I clue in when the conversation ends quickly and they leave. It's getting embarrassing.