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Unrememberable

Unrememberable

by Gina Valley

I’m the worst at remembering names.

Faces I remember.

Phone numbers I have forever.

But, putting the right name with the right face.  Forget about it.  I’m the worst at that.

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I’m not sure I even bat 500 with their monikers.

Not five minutes ago I called one of our puppies “Ryan” (my son’s name) (the puppy’s name is “Bear).  My error was pointed out to me by Ryan, who I then mistakenly referred to as “Matthew,” his brother’s name.

I think his eye-rolling was his way of saying, “I know you’re under a lot of stress, Mom, so don’t worry about it.” Or, it might have meant, “I’m going to call the home now to see how soon they’ll have room for you.”  Hard to say.  Fine line and all.

I know that boxer who gave his kids all the same name has taken a lot of heat for it, but I think he may be on to something.  At least he always says the right name.  I wonder what he named his dogs.

I even try to use that memory trick where you say the person’s name 7 times quickly in conversation with them after you meet them to imprint their name in your mind.  That doesn’t work.  About the 5th or 6th repetition, I’ve already forgotten their name, and, without realizing it, I’m calling them the wrong one.

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I often bump into people who know my name, and I often don’t know theirs.

Sometimes it’s just my poor remembering skills.  But, often times I’ve never known their name, as they know me through having read something I wrote or having heard me speak somewhere.   Naturally, this doesn’t usually come up until well into the conversation, so I’m usually wracking my brain trying to figure out who I’m talking to, thinking I’ve lost my mind until then.

This morning I bumped into the mom of one of my kids’ friends.  She’s so sweet and always ready to help and always gets my name wrong.

When we met, she got my name right for the first couple months.  Then, she accidentally called me “Gloria.”  No problem.  Not a big deal.  I pointed it out gracefully.  We both chuckled about how kids make us lose our minds (or at least the part of it we need to use).

The next time I saw here she called me “Gloria” again.  I thought she’d done it on purpose to be funny.  She hadn’t.  We laughed about it.  No big deal.

But, as it turned out, I was “Gloria” to her from then on.

After a while I stopped correcting her because she was so embarrassed each time it happened.  It wasn’t a big deal to me.  I knew she was talking to me.  I didn’t worry about it.  In fact I kind of liked it.  It gave me a giggle and a reminder that I’m not the only name-challenged person in the world every time it happened.

Humor Funny Humorous Family Life Love Laugh Laughter Parenting Mom Moms Dad Dads Child Kid Kids Children Son Sons Daughter Daughters Brother Brothers Sister Sisters Grandparent Grandma Grandpa Grandparents Grandfather Grandmother Gina Valley Unrememberable Remembering Names GloriaShe was room mom a couple years ago for one of my kids.  Everything she sent to me about the class was to “Gloria,” whether it was an invitation to the Mother-Daughter Tea or request for help with a fundraiser.  I always answered back, carefully putting my correct name in large, bold font.  But, I remained “Gloria” to her.

No problem.  “Gloria” is a nice name.  It’s not actually my name, but it is a nice name.

I got so used to her calling me “Gloria” that on the few occasions when she got my name right, I didn’t realize she was talking to me.

It’s been just over 3 years now that she’s been calling me “Gloria.”

But, I think she’s over it.

I was chatting with her this morning after my kids ran off toward their classrooms.   She introduced me to a mom who is new to our school.

I was shocked when she didn’t call me “Gloria.”

She called me “Elaine.”

Laugh Out Loud!

-gina

How are you with names?  Are you good at remembering them?  Did your parents ever call you the dog’s name?  Shoot me a comment.  I’m looking forward to hearing all about it.

 

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6 Responses
  • violafury
    April 25, 2013

    Wonderful post, as always! Still giggling over the Alphabet song!

    I am horrible with names. Playing in orchestras for most of my life is not exactly a social thing, anyway. It’s “oboe 1,” “1st clarinet,” “that cow in the 2nd violins.” With the exception of my stand partners, or people I roomed with, I didn’t know anyone’s name, unless they had some type of extreme behavior, like the guy who was narcoleptic and fell asleep during waltzes. “Somnambula,” but that wasn’t his real name. I forget what it was, Paul or Scott.

    I do have a violinist friend (I’m a violist) and for some idiotic reason, for about 3 years, our manager thought I played 1st violin and kept seating us together. Nancy and I had no business sitting together. I couldn’t read all those really high notes, so I was just sort of playing by ear, but it sounded okay, because I have perfect pitch, but conductors were getting us confused, so we were MaryNancy, like one giant woman. Hilarious. I finally made it back to the viola section in time for the Styx tour. “Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto.” Word of caution. Do not try to play Beethoven trios at weddings, when you’ve played “Domo Arigato” for 6 weeks. Thank God the wedding guests were drunk!

  • steve shapiro
    April 25, 2013

    There’s that joke with the punchline: That’s why the English call their wives Darling.

  • Vinny C
    April 25, 2013

    Guilty as charged. If I had a dollar for every person’s name I forgot, I’d have…

    I’m not exactly sure how much I would have. I forget how many people I knew. But it would be a lot.

    I think.

  • Susan Cooper
    April 27, 2013

    Haha I agree all children with the same name could work or just number them. 🙂

    • gina valley
      April 29, 2013

      Of course, that would require me to count correctly, Susan! Lol! Not sure how well I’d do with that either 🙂