By:  Wheel  •   •  9 years ago  •  3 comments


The word "lethologica" describes the state of not being able to remember the word you want.

I call it 'Someti-heimers', like Alzheimer's with a mulligan. It really pisses me off when it happens too. For me it's usually names, I've never been good with names. I can remember things about the person, places we'd been, things we'd talked about, but not the name! At least not when I'm trying to remember it. I've become very good at dissembling when I can't remember the name, "Hey dude! It's been a while.", "What have you been up to?". Always a good one since people like to talk about themselves. Of course, I do remember the name, usually later that evening or the next day. By then it's too late naturally.

The odd thing, to me, is that I do remember many details about the person, just not that one crucial detail, the name. I can remember, as a child, being amused and feeling superior when mom would forget which one us she was yelling at. She'd start with me and just kind of count the five of us down till she go to the one she wanted. But, to her credit she could remember the names, she just couldn't remember what she was yelling about!

I think it's some kind of unconscious selective amnesia. I'm pretty good at remembering certain names,women's names for one. I practically never forget a name there, probably because I'm paying attention with both eyes. It's true, I don't pay attention to other men. I'm usually reading something with one eye or planning something or distracted in some way, only paying attention with one eye, so to speak.

Maybe the solution to my problem is simply to only hang out with women!

I think I'm onto something! It would make it much easier for me to remember people's names and I would get more opportunities to flirt. A win-win for me. Now all I need is an all female construction site and my problems would be over.


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link   author  Wheel    9 years ago

We all do from time to time. Smile.gif

Tex Stankley
Freshman Silent
link   Tex Stankley    9 years ago

Me too. I think the Ghost of Rose Mary Woods may reside in my noggin. Tapes seem to get erased as fast as they are made. It's a problem.

Names are a problem, at least initially for me. That may have more to do with being uncomfortable in my own skin and shyness than anything else. My daughter is quite helpful though. She has learned to immediately step forward, offer her hand and introduce herself if I don't promptly introduce someone by name. It has gotten me off the hook on numerous occasion.

Good luck with an all female construction site. There seems to be an undercurrent of misogynism running in the trades. The only area of the country where I have worked with many women wood workers has been the Specific NW. I do hope that alters nationally one day. Heck, I hope there are high end carpentry jobs on the horizon one day. It's pretty dang bleak these days.

My Maw would run through the roster every time she called us or lectured us. Must be a Mama thang.

best your way.

Nigel Dogberry
Freshman Silent
link   Nigel Dogberry    9 years ago

Oh, crud. I am horrible with names. I have done it my whole life, but when I do it now I blame it on my age. It probably isn't an age thing at all.