One of the guys from my first speed dating experience just called me out of the blue. It’s been like a month; I cannot for the life of me remember what we talked about then, and I only have the briefest of notes to go on. But we’re going to a sporting event this week. Helpfully, he told me what he’s going to be wearing (must be nice to be a man, and be able to have this sort of thing set in stone in advance), so hopefully I won’t end up accidentally picking up some random off the street just before he gets there. I promise nothing, however!
I’m afraid I was only half-listening to him for most of the conversation, because I was racking my brain, trying to remember what he does for a living, so I could figure out what we were talking about. I’m usually a bit better at faking previous knowledge, but he caught me off guard. Now I might have missed my opportunity to haul out the old, “Sorry, refresh my memory… you’re a (pilot/botanist/chimney sweep)?” At least our date will give me a chance to use my super stealthy investigative skills. We should all keep the secret agent sides of our personalities sharp.
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