Almost Right Is Always Wrong


I hate when I THINK I’ve run into someone I know, only to find out it’s someone different altogether. You would think I’d be used to it, since I apparently have one of “those faces.” People mistake me for folks they think they know all the time. I like to think that I’m better than than those people, but apparently not because I have done this quite a few times lately.

It’s hard to have a “don’t I know you from somewhere” conversation with a woman without her thinking that you’re trying to hit on her. I either have to preface the entire interaction with “I promise I’m not trying to hit on you” or go into explicit detail on how years of drinking and partying just may have killed off enough brain cells to have impaired my short-term memory. I usually just go with the “hit on you” disclaimer since it’s easier & not quite as pathetic.

All drinking jokes aside, I am an extremely friendly drunk, therefore I meet a lot of folks during various stages of inebriation. Those people should give me a pass when I forget who the Hell they are. There was this one woman who got really upset once when she saw me at a bar and I didn’t remember her name or any of our previous conversation. It went a little something like this:

Bar Woman – I can’t believe you don’t remember me! We talked a couple times in here! That’s f*cked up!

Leon – Therein lies the problem; we’ve only talked here. In a bar. At night. Chances are, I was drunk. Don’t take it personally. It’s not like we exchanged numbers and I never called…

Bar Woman – Uh huh. That’s still f*cked up… you ain’t sh*t *rolling eyes and looking at me like I owe her money or something*

Leon – Sorry you feel that way, but don’t worry; you just ensured that I will remember you now…and never speak to your mean ass again!

I don’t take it personally when folks I don’t know well forget who I am. Sure, I’m a little bit blog famous, but offline in the real world, that doesn’t mean sh*t! 9 times out of 10, if I went to a local hot spot & tried to be like “Don’t you know who I am” to someone, they’d reply “No muhf*cka! Who the Hell are you?!” Then they’d laugh hysterically when I tell them I’m a blogger as if to imply that I’d be better off lying about being someone famous’ brother than to actually tell the truth. So yeah, if I can be humble about that sort of thing, others should be, as well.

This was another ListenToLeon P.S.A. I meet a lot of people, so if I forget a name or some small-talk here and there, blame it on the brain cells drinking killed, and not the heart!

P.S. the absolute worst case scenario for the “don’t I know you mistake is when you see someone who looks like The Girl that Got Away from a distance, but once you’ve gotten a closer look, all you can think is “GET AWAY!”

All you can really do in that case is say “Oh sh*t. I thought you were someone else. My fault.” At that point, your best option is make as quick and graceful an escape as possible.

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5 Responses to “Almost Right Is Always Wrong”

  1. GIgs 28. Jun, 2011 at 8:47 am #

    I have “one of those faces” too and I’m also a friendly drunk. Over the years, I’ve started telling people I have just met “I’m terrible with names, so when — not if — I forget your name in the future, I apologize!” Usually that helps, but there are still people who get upset because I can’t remember their name. I guess they are either more self-centered or less self-confident than others. :-)

  2. OSHH 28. Jun, 2011 at 9:42 am #

    dayum people need to relax, if you ain’t important to me, I might not remember your ass either and don’t expect anything different in return.
    I memba this one brawd that worked in the building at another place of business, at my old job, saw me out one night and was staring me down. Then walked up in my light insisting that I remember her lame ass, first of all I didn’t know who this b*tch was from a man in the moon-neva was important to me plus she was a dry hater as i later recalled, then when it finally dawned on me, I was looking @ this b*tch like :-?, we were barely cool in passing cause you was a dry hater, so years later I’m spose to memba you. LLS pressed mofos be lunchin.

    • OSHH 28. Jun, 2011 at 9:45 am #

      Oh yeah and people always telling me I remind them of somebody but in those cases I don’t mind, I think it’s something in folks spirits that are familar to others at times

      • ListenToLeon 30. Jun, 2011 at 4:12 pm #

        Yeah, I don’t mind it either. That story about your old co-worker is funny LOL

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