An eye for a face

Some people never forget a face.

I not only have a terrible memory for names, I’m seriously crippled when it comes to recalling faces. I did this test for prosopagnosia (inability to recognise faces) and scored somewhere in the middle, but quite frankly that means diddly squat to me.

See, I was assigned to cover a live demonstration the other week, and I briefly met the videographer who I’d be working with the day beforehand. We made arrangements to meet up, and on the next day, as I made my way to the office, I nearly walked into a man on the footpath. I stopped. He stopped. We looked at each other. He had a camera on and was sort of the same age and colouring as the video guy. But for the life of me, I couldn’t remember what he looked like, and if this was the guy. I was about to say something to him, and thankfully stopped myself. I carried on to my work building, and I swear by the time I got there I was convinced I’d just snubbed the videographer and wanted to run back and apologise.

Then I got a call from him. He was waiting in the carpark. And you know what, he didn’t even look all that much like the guy I nearly ran down.

I. Am. Hopeless.

2 thoughts on “An eye for a face

  • Reply Airam December 8, 2009 at 05:57

    LOL. That’s funny especially as I’m the exact opposite. I may not remember your name or even where we met but if I’ve met you once, I will remember your face for the rest of my life.

  • Reply Revanche December 15, 2009 at 07:54

    LOL I don’t know how I missed this before, but I have the very same problem!

    It’s embarrassing, because I invariably paranoically become convinced that I know someone, wave wildly at them (because I have an excess of enthusiasm for my friends y’know), and then realize much too late I have no idea who that person is. Usually after they’ve come over to see what building is on fire, I’m waving so hard.


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