I’m feeling very forgettable today.
The second guy I ever gave my goodies to, the one who taught me EVERYTHING I know about sex. I mean every little trick, every kudos I’ve received, all my BEST stuff was because of this man and...he doesn’t even remember me.
He wasn’t even my man but he was serving up lessons from Spring 2007 clear through fall of 2008.
He saw me on the street today and didn’t even recognize me. I stopped him, we chatted it up, exchanged numbers, I even sent him a picture and he STILL doesn’t remember me.
How does my Mr. Miyagi not remember me?