Dammit.
I just got to my gate at the airport in Columbus and on the way some guy was staring at me and I looked at him and then thought “Am I supposed to know him?” Because that happens to me all the time, because I am bad with faces and names. There are a lot of people I graduated high school with that I don’t know well at all. And so I took a second look to see if I recognized him and he was still looking at me and he saw me look again which means if he does know me he probably thinks I knew who he was and just chose not to say anything.
Arg.
