I don't look at many faces and don't remember names well. I do remember some when I see them but a lot of people fall into matching categories... long brown hair, short blond hair, etc... or I can't remember where I met them which is almost as useless as not remembering them at all. And I have synesthesia with my numbers and letters, so that I don't remember the words so much as the color of the word as I see it, thus I might think someone was named Middleton when they were in fact named Coleman (Ms and Cs are both blue to me) or Taylor when they are named Payne (green).
Generally, I play dumb. Doesn't feel very honest in some ways, but in others it's nothing but the truth. I feel fairly obtuse when someone is looking at me and expecting me to remember them. I do get irritated sometimes, though, probably jealous. I get sick of everyone knowing who everyone else is and what kind of car they drive. What business is it of theirs?
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"Pack up my head, I'm goin' to Paris!" - P.W.
The world loves diversity... as long as it's pretty, makes them look smart and doesn't put them out in any way.
There's the road, and the road less traveled, and then there's MY road.