she had to ask your name- I wouldn't feel too bad



its worse when they are like "Phil!! I haven't seen you in forever, whats been happening man?"

Employees should wear nametags.

one time at a show i held up a pretty decent conversation with someone who recognized me but i hadn't the slightest clue of who they were, though they looked familiar. it wasn't until the next day i was informed and was like, oohhh yeahh.

Well she had to ask because I'd walked by and she'd shouted at me but I hadnt heard her so I still do feel like a bit of a peen.



but to make matters worse the new facebook layout sucks donkey dick, I cant figure out how to search for friends by school, this is going to bug me for 10 minutes I'm not going to lie I dont care that much.

wow, you're a dick

also I never remember anyone's names. it's a curse

i believe i told this story back when it happened, but that was quite a while ago, so...



over a year ago now i was walking back from class, and these two girls were walking in front of me. no one else was around, just them, and they were walking slower than me. right as i passed them, i heard:

girl one: "wait, isn't that the guy from last night?"

girl two: "yeah, i think it is! his name's dave, right?"

girl one: "yeah.... DAVE! DAAAAVE!"



now i knew no one else was around and that they had to be talking about me, so i spun around, looked at them for a split second, then said "oh wow, hey, how ya gals doin?"



they looked at me slightly oddly for about half a second deciding if i was actually the guy, but i guess the fact that i responded the way i did convinced them and they totally went with it.



we talked the entire rest of the way back to my apartment. apparently we had met the night before at some kind of convention dinner thing with a bunch of guest speakers.



i had to pull a whole bunch of "wow, yeah, so what'd you think of that one speaker?" type comments out of my ass, and follow similar questions up with things like "well i liked what he was saying at the beginning, but by the end it just sounded like he was talking himself in circles."



it was probably an 8 or so minute walk, and eventually we started talking about classes. i made up call numbers and professor names, and much to my glee they would occasionally respond with comments like "ooo, i think i had that guy!" or "oh man, i've heard that class is a killer!"



all in all it was a real hoot. maybe they were completely aware the whole time and just faking it to fuck with me. after all, that's exactly what i was doing to them. we may never know.

oh, and for the record, there's a guy from freshman year that each and every time i see him, he says "oh hey kevin, what's up! how's the computer classes?"



i don't think i ever learned his name in the first place, let alone his major. if i did, it was 4 years ago. i feel so bad being like "oh hey.... you. not too shabby, i suppose. how's your... stuff?"

how IS the computer classes?

ok, now kevinwells is a dick

Ahahah this is me every day. The worst is when the person looks totally foreign... like you've never seen them before in your entire life...it's rough shit.

ahaha kevin

the computer classes is pretty good, steve. almost over, too. i graduate in december. but my intent is grad school next fall, so they'll start up again soon.





back in high school my friend Will and i did several experiments in class or just standing in the hall where we counted the number of people who passed and then how many of them we knew the first names of. that's it, just first names. every time we did it, it came out being almost exactly 14%. that's a pretty awful number.



the absolute worst is when the following happens, which happened to me on numerous occasions:



perosn 1: "hey, can you give this to kate?"

me: "sure!" *walks over to someone else and whispers* "hey, which one is kate?"

person 2: "er... ME!?"

me: "oh... right"