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Show Pet Peeve XJOTHING under the sun peeves me more than meeting someone who calls me by name yhen I am unable to return the favor and am forced to half-heartedly attempt polite conversation while trying to call up a name .to match the face. A crucial time is when I am walking down the street with, a visiting relative or friend. We meet someone who calls me by name and asks about my family. I ask about his and we carry on this type of conversation while visiting friend or relative stands by twiddling twid-dling his thumbs and wondering why I don't have the courtesy to at least introduce him so he can get into the act. After all, he has a family of his own to talk about. You can apologize all you want to later on, but the visitor thinks you're just trying to cover up some bad manners, or something. Take what happened to a friend who was eating out with his wife in one of the better restaurants. In walked a girl from the home town. There was a difference of several years in their ages and the last time he saw her she had been cutting out paper dolls. Now she was a freshman in college. They looked at each other and here is a summary of the conversation, somewhat cut down to eliminate the old - faithful questions about "how's the family?" It went like this: "Hi!" ."Hi!" 1 (long pause) "I knew I knowed you, uh, uh, I mean I knowed you, I mean . . ." ' "Yeah, I knowed I knew you, but I didn't know whether you knew me or not." "Well, bye." "Well, bye." "All right, now, who was she?" |