01 2 / 2012

Oh, hi.


Scene: At a bar, Tiffany’s friend from work walks over to say hi.

Tiffany: “Alex, this is my friend, Stephanie.”

Me: “Hi, nice to meet you.”

Alex: “Oh, we’ve met before, yeah.”

Me: “…”

Alex: “At Christina and Jamie’s?

Me: “…”

Alex: They had a party? Last year? December? You were wearing a blue shirt with a yellow sweater? You told a story about how your boyfriend hated your hair and it kept getting in his fridge?”

Me: “… It’s really nice seeing you again!”

What it’s like for me all the time. I’m sorry if I don’t remember you. You have to understand, I really love being anti-social. It’s the writer in me.