There's a woman I've been dancing with off and on for years who's told me her name at least three times and I've forgotten it three times. Not sure why - she's a good dancer. I thought this was a bit embarrassing, and I didn't want to ask her again, so I thought I'd ask the other guys who dance with her regularly. It turns out none of them can remember her name.
At least they didn't get it wrong: one woman danced with me a long time under the illusion that my name is Brian. I mean, getting my name wrong is one thing, but Brian?
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