Don't worry about it! I'm good at faces but not names and most recently I have got into an embarrassing habit.
Last year a lovely woman I know died and I knew her sister slightly. Since she died I see the sister more often and I keep on calling her by the dead sister's name and as soon as I say it I feel terrible.:o I keep apologising and she's been OK but I'm getting cross with myself.
A lot of people are crap at attaching faces to names. I am, for one. There are members of my BiLs family that I still can't remember the names of and I've known them for 15 years!
There was a guy I 'lived with' in student halls for 9 months that all through living there, I could not remember his name. We were all mature/post grad students in the flat and all had our own lives, all on different courses and all had jobs. So we barely saw each other.
He told me his name when we moved in which I promptly forgot because I am crap with names - I asked him what it was and promptly forgot again. I then felt bad that I had forgotten twice and resolved to learn his name again and remember it.
I didn't see either of my flat mates for another 2 weeks as I was away. The next time I saw one of them was in the middle of the night when the fire alarm went of. I felt bad but asked her what his name was. She looked at me embarrassed and admitted that she didn't know it either.
After that whenever I saw him and we would exchange pleasantries in the kitchen and what not, it just seemed awkward to ask him.
I felt really bad about it though. I even tried to find out out a few times by collecting the flats post. Only trouble was anything to him was always just had has initial on it.
OP I wouldn't worry about it. These things happen. Sounds like me actually - I recognise people but I forget names unless I see them regularly and people are used to me and my bad memory now...
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Last year a lovely woman I know died and I knew her sister slightly. Since she died I see the sister more often and I keep on calling her by the dead sister's name and as soon as I say it I feel terrible.:o I keep apologising and she's been OK but I'm getting cross with myself.
There was a guy I 'lived with' in student halls for 9 months that all through living there, I could not remember his name. We were all mature/post grad students in the flat and all had our own lives, all on different courses and all had jobs. So we barely saw each other.
He told me his name when we moved in which I promptly forgot because I am crap with names - I asked him what it was and promptly forgot again. I then felt bad that I had forgotten twice and resolved to learn his name again and remember it.
I didn't see either of my flat mates for another 2 weeks as I was away. The next time I saw one of them was in the middle of the night when the fire alarm went of. I felt bad but asked her what his name was. She looked at me embarrassed and admitted that she didn't know it either.
After that whenever I saw him and we would exchange pleasantries in the kitchen and what not, it just seemed awkward to ask him.
I felt really bad about it though. I even tried to find out out a few times by collecting the flats post. Only trouble was anything to him was always just had has initial on it.
I'd rather you got my name wrong!