Its pretty awkward when we bum into people who remember us like yesterday but we remember them like last century. You're thinking should you smile and wiggle your way outta the situation or start playing "guess my name".
And all the names start flooding your mind, fred, joe, allen, jim,no that's not right, its doug! Wait, or was it sally? Gee i can't remember.
You can tell when you're the bumper and you've caught your friend (or at least he was, 20 years ago) unaware. They've got that deer in the headlights look, their gaze is shifty, and their feet look like they're competiting for a re-match against the penguins from Happy Feet.
After getting over the disappointment that your friend has remembered you as well as their 6th grade math formulas, the fate of their embarrassment lies in your hands. Should you make them sweat or let 'em off the hook?
"Hey what's up, Bob! Its been like 10 years!" "uh yea hi.."
"Its me! Susan! From elementary school! Gosh, I still remember when you had that haircut! So..What's up? Anything interesting?"
"uhh..No. Hey listen, I'd really like to catch up, but I gotta..." "Aww, come on, I'm sure you could steal like 5 minutes to chat,"
" uh, well I was thinking of robbing that bank downtown, and uh, I've never been good at picking locks, and uh.."
That, i think has to be the best get-away-from-me line ever. Because I'm sorry, i'd love being friends and all, but I'd never be caught dead wearing an orange jumpsuit. Nuh-uh. Orange just isn't my color. Maybe neon green?
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