Do I Know You?

Every time someone I know forgets my name, I die a little. It could be someone I know from the club, from gym or from some party… but when I say hi to them elsewhere and they say, ‘Do I know you?’ I die a little.

Even when I can name them and they acknowledge that that is indeed their name, but when they still can’t identify me, I die a little more.

And when I can name where I have met them and they acknowledge that they were indeed there, but reply, ‘Don’t remember you there though’, I die yet a little more.

Its situations like this that makes one feel insignificant, almost invisible. You go to the trouble to introduce yourself , and even make an effort to remember some stranger’s name, yet this ungrateful ‘acquaintance’ just forgets your very existence by nonchalantly saying, ‘Do I know you?’



Grr...! the next time you don’t intend to remember my name, please for fucks sake don’t fucking ask for it.

And trust me, you won’t see me introducing myself to anyone if they don’t ask me… coz I’ve reached the stage where I really can’t be bothered anymore.

Signing out.