ew. i got "recognized" in public by a stranger because of myspace. she says, "hey aren't you that girl with the thing on her arm?" to which i stick my burned forearm in her face. creepy.
then today i felt like an asshole as i asked these people if they'd been in the store before, in case i had to explain things and this girl gives me a whatthefuckiswrongwithyou look, and i realize she is my roommate from two years ago's friend whom i only met once whilst drunk and can't remember her name. you'd think i had known her for 15 years with that fish eye she gave me. i'm sorry, but sometimes everyone looks the same when you've been working too long. no need for bitchery.