If I forget your name, please don't take it personally.
If I smile, nod, say hello, but don't introduce you to a friend, please don't take it personally. I remember the feelings of dances, but I remember few faces and few names. I'm never offended if I'm not remembered, because I remember so little myself. This seems unimaginable to those lucky people who have an infinite number of slots in their memory for different people. They meet them once, and thereafter can remember their home town, place of work, type of car, favourite pet, and mother's maiden name.
I've been known to not recognise the odd photograph of myself.
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