{"id":2168,"date":"2007-04-08T23:44:26","date_gmt":"2007-04-09T03:44:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wordpress\/2007\/04\/an_incident_tha\/"},"modified":"2007-04-08T23:44:26","modified_gmt":"2007-04-09T03:44:26","slug":"an_incident_tha","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/2007\/04\/an_incident_tha\/","title":{"rendered":"An Incident That Highlights How Poorly I Remember Names"},"content":{"rendered":"

This weekend, after the our service, I dropped by a reception for an in-coming associate pastor and his wife. I don’t recall meeting either of them before.
\nBoth of them were greeting people at a receiving line. As I reached her (first), I extended my hand and prepared to introduce myself.
\n“You’re Brian, right?” she asked.
\n“Yes,” I said. more than a little surprised.
\n“Didn’t you major in business or long-term health care?” she followed up.
\n“No, but I did take a few classes from that department.”
\n“My roommate was in a class with you.”
\n“Oh, who was that?”
\n“Lisa ___.”
\n“Sorry, I don’t recall her.”
\n[Bear in mind that I graduated from college over ten years ago.]
\nThen I greeted the pastor.
\n“Hi Brian.”
\n“Hi,” I laughed
\n“I believe I talked to your dad earlier.”
\nI wondered how he knew me. Apparently, he was a freshman in college the year I graduated.
\nEither these people have a freakish memory, or there’s an FBI file out on me. Anyway, the contrast highlights how bad I am when I meet people. Here’s me trying to get to know someone:
\n“Yeah, I know you told me what your name was five minutes ago, but can you repeat it?”
\nYes, it’s that bad.
\nFunny how human memory works.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This weekend, after the our service, I dropped by a reception for an in-coming associate pastor and his wife. I don’t recall meeting either of them before. Both of them were greeting people at a receiving line. As I reached her (first), I extended my hand and prepared to introduce myself. “You’re Brian, right?” she […]<\/p>\n<\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-2168","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-uncategorized","7":"h-entry","8":"hentry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2168","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2168"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2168\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brianarner.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}