Just Another Anecdote

Sometimes I can get so incredibly … stupid.

I’m not really someone who easily remembers faces. I do make an effort, though. There’s this girl at our badminton group, someone older than me and seems to be of a much distinguished position at the office, who I always mistake for somebody else. When I see each of the two ladies at the office cafeteria, I take notes to remind myself that they don’t really resemble each other much – same hair, same eyes, same built but different height, different aura.

Here’s the kicker  - one time, I beamed at one of them and with my best cheerful tone, asked, “Hi, Ma’am, how are you?” Wrong person. I can safely say she doesn’t have a bleepin’ clue who I am. Then, just yesterday, while I was waiting for the shuttle outside the lobby, the other lady came out the door and was eyeing me; I looked away, thinking that she was the one I encountered weeks before. Guess what, she’s my badminton buddy and I deliberately snubbed her! I didn’t have anything with me to cover my face in embarrassment but I’m pretty sure I turned red right then and there. I bowed a little to hide my face and inspected my watch for having nothing else to do. If only I have one of those talking watches, it possibly would’ve said “It’s three o’clock, moron!”