Ok this is starting to irritate my brain now. As I parked up the car and walking into work, I overtook a girl in RAF uniform. I have to confess, that when behind her, I was paying lots of attention as she had a nice looking figure, a good set of legs and had her blond hair done up in a pretty tight bun. However, I thought no more of it until as I was walking up the stairs, she passed by underneath me and gave that recognition sort of look and a smile.
Being the nice gent I am I gave a look back and a returning smile, but who the hell is she?? You know when you have that feeling that someone has recognised you, but you are not sure who they are? Well anyway, I have passed her a further 2 times this morning alone and again the nod and smiles from her and I am still racking my brain. Maybe I traded some words with her in a boxercise class a week ago? Now that she is all trim and proper in uniform as opposed to gloved up and sweaty and flailing away, I have struggled to reconcile the two images hence the recognition problem?
Maybe the next time I see her, I should just stop her and ask for her name. This has to be a good start! And then maybe I should suggest a coffee and…. Well a man can dream!
Boxercise yesterday was amusing as I got paired up with another girl who recognised me and it took me a little while to figure out where I had met her before. Mid punch it clicked, I had only met her once and very briefly and that was because we both cycled into a course and traded a few words while locking up. I didn’t even speak to her long enough to get her name then. It is Lolita which is a nice name, but considering she is very petite, pretty and youthful I have to stop thinking that her parents were cruel to name her after a famous jailbait character in a film! She was very chatty which is fairly impressive when you are bouncing around punching at pads. She ran out of breath by the end though and I had to goad her a little to keep her going.
I really must do a little better at remembering faces and names. People seem to remember me very easily and I feel guilty for not always being able to return the favour…
On a side note, I have a new little moral cartoon posted up next to my desk. I normally have several Dilbert strips, but I think this one definitely deserves a highly visible spot!