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Thursday, October 22, 2009
Homogenous People
The other day I was talking to a girl at school and I could not remember her name. So I went home and checked out our little class book which has everyone's pictures and a little blurb about them. "Ah, Sophie. That's her" I thought. But then I came to Alain. That looks like her too. Shit. They really look alike. So I got the brilliant idea that I should briefly review our entire class book to see if I'm getting other people mixed up. Crap on crap. There are like 7 sets of girls that look practically identical to each other.
2 girls with curly brown hair that are super friendly and smily and the same height. Can't get them straight. I really have a tough time with these ones... because one is really nice to me and one I guess I haven't met... so she doesn't really talk to me. For a while I was thinking that she/they was just one really moody person.
4 blond tiny girls with med length straight hair. All pretty. No way this is getting worked out any time soon.
Then there's a girl in my lab who I talk to occasionally. She is a cute girl, but doesn't have any striking features like green streaks in her hair or a wart on her nose so I can easily identify her. I swear I had a full-on conversation with another girl last week thinking it was her. Oops.
I think the real problem here is that I can't recognize people for shit. In fact it's become so bad that I actually had to give myself a game-plan for what to do in case I get stuck in an embarrassing situation. I would explain it here... but then I'd be giving away my tricks... and everyone would know when I'm having a dumb-ass moment.
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This gets even trickier when you have about a thousand patients and you start mixing them up.
ReplyDeleteOk, but your patients expect that you will forget their name.
ReplyDeleteActually they don't like that. They usually had some important moments with you and feel connected.
ReplyDeleteI feel connected too, but I feel connected to thousands of them and I can't recall all those names.
It's worse out of context, like in a store. I'm just getting groceries and somebody comes up and hugs me. I'm thinking "Dang, I know I took care of you mother when she died, but I don't have the slightest idea what your name is!" I just smile and hug back.