Sorry, But Who Are You?
Either my memory is terrible, or I'm memorable. Had to make a short trip earlier this afternoon to the nearest grocery store (Harvest Foods) to get a couple dozen eggs, since I forgot to get some on my last major shopping trip to Brookshire's. Before I walked through the door, I heard my name called from the parking lot. A guy I honestly couldn't identify if my life depended on it ran up to me, said it'd been ages since he'd seen me, and asked how I'd been. If I knew him from the past, which I MUST have, since he knew my name, his current look eluded me, maybe because he was older, and heavily tattooed up.
I chatted with him for a few minutes before he left to get in his vehicle, he never said his name, and I didn't let on that I had no clue who he was. I don't know if he might have been an old classmate, an old co-worker, or what! Only thing I found out was he had a heart attack a few years ago, and his wife might not have long to live due to health issues.
I chatted with him for a few minutes before he left to get in his vehicle, he never said his name, and I didn't let on that I had no clue who he was. I don't know if he might have been an old classmate, an old co-worker, or what! Only thing I found out was he had a heart attack a few years ago, and his wife might not have long to live due to health issues.