Please, folks, don’t take it personally, but I’m just no good with names.
Seriously. We cool, we tight, and all of that. You know I love you, and I’d be happy to buy you a beer, any time. (And probably soon, to make up for not having your name handy when we run into each other.)
So please accept my apologies in advance, because it’s going to happen, sooner or later, and quite likely early and often. It’s this mental block I have on people’s names. I can’t help it.
But I want you to be prepared, for both our sakes. So do us both a favor, and don’t be offended or put off when I call you one of the following ‘name substitutes’ that I commonly use when I’ve temporarily misplaced someone’s moniker. And remember, this is only a partial list:
|For Him||For Her||For Both|
|Poop Deck||Mamacita||Pork Chop|
|Cactus Pete||Weezy||Grinny Pants|
|Ray Ray||Li’l Sistah||Tricky|
Wow, that’s quite a list. I had no idea I had so many names for people. So tell me, did I leave any out?Permalink | 6 Comments