Yay for getting gallstone removed.

I finished grading. I should work a bit on notes for this week's classes, but I don't wanna. I've got tomorrow planned, and so I can procrastinate on the rest of the week.

Holy moly, I'm relieved that the root of the problem has been uncovered and resolved! Now just hopefully the IRS situation will work out OK.

Sigh. I was away this weekend and Tom went to our favorite local beer bar here by himself- he had a couple of beers with some guys there (which is hard for him in the first place) and as he was leaving, he heard one of them say, "I dunno his name, I just think of him as whathisname." Another said, "I know what his wife's name is - Nora." So this has really set him back in social confidence, these were folks he thought he was becoming buddies with.

Ugh.

Oh, dear. As a person who is severely name impaired, I might have said the same thing, and it wouldn't have meant anything in terms of what I thought of someone.

Yeah, I really liked one of the people I met at dinner last night, but my brain wouldn't accept her face and name matching so I referred to her as "Graham's wife" all night. Please tell Tom not to worry!!

I think Tom got the vibe that it was in a talking shit kind of way. He's easily spooked about that stuff, so it's just unfortunate.

Well, we've been hanging with these folks a few times a monrh pretty much since we moved here, so it's been a few months.

When you're quickly scribbling a to-call list, "shrink" is easier to write than "psychiatrist".

Nora, I totally feel for Tom, but maybe it's their own social ineptness, not anything to do with him! I've known folks for a while that I was not able to remember their name and was too embarrassed to ask. Also known a Kevin for months who I thought was "Keith". Yikes.

Nora, I don't know if it helps, but you hear the names of the wives/husbands/kids of friends much more often than their own names, since your friend talks about their family, but rarely about themselves in the 3rd person.

Not that I ever have that problem...

I really suck at names and I can go a long time knowing someone and still not know their name. I do feel bad for Tom though, because that has to suck for someone with social anxiety to hear. I may be biased, but I think Tom is an awesome person to know, and I hate it that others don't always see that.

I've been in the Y weight machine room at roughly the same time MWF for something like four years. (Last week, the magic computer program said I had lifted 1.5 million pounds.) The same eight or 10 people have overlapped with me all that time. I say hello. We talk occasionally. One guy is one of those people who knows everyone, and so I finally learned his name after six months or so. The other people are, in my mind, the tall guy; the guy whose shorts are too tight; the annoying woman who sits on the machines and talks; et al.

Aargh. A "friend" (in this case, a friend of a friend) posted a link that revealed a whole new subset of People Who Are Wrong on the Internet.