The man without a face

This is slightly amusing, but also a bit odd and annoying.

Lately I’ve been forgotten about. Not in a rude or (hopefully) intentional way. And certainly not by the people who mean the most to me. It’s the people I meet and see through common friends.

Initially when it happened it didn’t even really register. So often you (myself included) meet people and don’t remember a face, or a name, or a time and place. But hopefully you remember some aspect of it so, when the other party builds the picture of the event, you can piece it together. I had this happen a few times and self-dubbed myself Not Nathan. For the fact people would ask me, “You’re not Nathan are you?”

Now it’s gotten a little annoying. Mainly because it’s happening more and more. And with people whom I’ve met multiple times. I end up feeling awkward because I remember then… shouldn’t that be a good thing? The other night this happened and I said hello to a friend and he looked at me like I was some rude asshole for breaking his conversation. I’ve meet this guy several times… to the point where I’ve had dinner with him. And seen his band play. Awkward. It happens to me more than I care to admit.

So, do I have that face? The one which no one can remember? You’d think having red hair would be something you notice or recall, but, seems that doesn’t even phase people anymore. Maybe I am just really uninteresting.

Weird.

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