Sunday, June 03, 2012

Much ado

Here’s a question that always fills me with dread: “Don’t we know each other from somewhere?”

Whenever I hear this, I expect a fleet of black-robed judges to spring from the wings, because surely this person recognizes me from my axe-murderer days, or my erstwhile job as a pole dancer, or saw me that time I threw up eggs and whiskey outside my house. 

Ok, it has yet to turn out so badly. But I was in a store the other day in my never-ending search for a decent white t-shirt, and the sales person asked me, “Kennen wir uns nicht?,” which of course means, “Don’t we know each other?,” which for me usually means, "I really hope not." 

You know, another difficult thing about this situation is, say we did know each other once and have no contact anymore - well there must be a reason for that, even if it’s not because we got drunk and slept together 20 years ago and you or maybe even I never called back.... 

Anyway, on the note of sleeping dogs and difficult goodbyes, here’s a funny typo I saw today: “without further adieu.”

4 comments:

Billy Joe said...

Just wanted you to know that I received your chapbook and I am very happily reading it. Thank you so much.

Kathleen said...

Loved this. And now with further adieu...

Ron. said...

I sometimes say this pre-emptively, seeing the other person looking at me as if I ought to recognize him/her. I'm acutely aware of the fact that I have such a poor memory for faces that if I don't see someone at least every third day, they cease to exist.

SarahJane said...

Ron., that is a good strategy. I now bid you ado.

Billy Joe - hope you enjoy the chapbook, and your move goes well.

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