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IS THERE A HACK FOR THIS?
Excuse Me, Do I Know You? Oh, Hi Mom
I never met a face I couldn’t forget
It is just me, or is it harder to recognize people these days? I’ve always struggled with faces, but I think even people who never had this problem before might now find themselves saying, “Hi [whoever the hell you are — give me a clue here so I don’t embarrass myself]!” It’s been a tough two years.
Chronic face blindness + haven’t seen you in two years because pandemic + your pandemic 15 (not judging, I got it too) + stopped dyeing your hair (also no judgment, me too) + you’re wearing a mask now or you wore one for two years and just now stopped = I have no clucking foo who you are.
When I was a kid I could not see faces
I got glasses at age five when my first grade teacher Mrs. B figured out I couldn’t see the blackboard and sent home a note. My parents took me to Dr. Mah, an oculist, who said I was nearsighted and needed glasses. When my blue cat-eyes arrived, I put them on for the first time and was astonished to discover grass has blades and trees have leaves. Until then, I thought lawns were carpets and green just clung to tree branches in fuzzy clumps.
