Aharon wrote:
I'm bad with names and worse with faces. There's plenty of people I've known for years that I still don't know their name, or if I meet them in a place I usually don't see them in, I won't recognize them at all, until they identify themselves. I don't like that.
That's kinda how I am too. When I first meet someone and they tell me who they are, I won't remember it at all until I ask probably at least two more times, maybe even more. I'm really good with faces though. Like I'll recognize people, but I won't necessarily remember where I saw them or have a clue who they are. I used to work two different jobs, and one day while I was out taking the trash to the dumpster at one of my jobs, a coworker from the other job showed up. He saw me first and tried to get my attention(that's another thing. when people try to get my attention unexpectedly, sometimes I have trouble figuring out where the hell their voice came from... I mean like what direction they're in), and at first, I wasn't sure who he was because he wasn't in his work uniform, and he was in his car. I recognized the fact but couldn't immediately figure out who he was. I just knew that I knew him from somewhere. That kinda stuff bothers me because it makes me seem odd and stupid to others.
Another time, I was working at Pizza Hut in the morning, doing prep work for the day, and the guy who owns the store showed up at the door. I'd only really met/been introduced to him once, and he doesn't show up very often. That, and I think when I met him he was wearing a suit and tie or at least some sort of dress clothes, but this time he was in more casual/street clothes. I told my boss there was "someone" at the door because I wasn't totally sure who it was. I thought it might have been him, but I'd rather let my boss determine whether or not the person at the door was someone to be let in, instead of letting someone in who isn't supposed to be there and causing problems. Of course, they joked about me saying "SOMEONE is at the door," and it was kinda awkward then when he did come in and talk to me, but whatever. I can't help it. I didn't want to make a mistake.