This is embarrassing. There are quite a few checkers at my grocery store. And they don’t tend to stay very long. I try to remember who has helped me. I try to greet them, say something that shows I remember them. Last week I had a checker I did not recognize. As I was trying to start an introductory conversation, he said.
“I like your new haircut.”
This checker sees about 30 people an hour all day long. I only shop about once a week. He not only recognized me, but noticed that I’d gotten my hair cut. And I didn’t even remember seeing him.
Maybe this kind of oversight has plagued me all my life. Maybe it explains why I’ve never been socially ept. Maybe I was having an off day.