Dear Guy

Dear Guy,
Look, I know I gave you my phone number last night, but here comes the awkward bit…
I can’t remember your name. I’m sure you left a good impression. After all, I don’t give my number to anyone… or most people really.
But here’s the thing.
I was a little too self conscious to ask for your name again, which I had forgotten at this point.
So you ended up in my phone as “dude guy.”
Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great name, I’m just not sure it’s actually your name.
I’ve been trying to have a conversation with “dude guy” without using your name.
I figure eventually I’ll hafta use it, but I think I can delay the inevitable… I hope.

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7 thoughts on “Dear Guy

      • How about this. Next time you see him, go with a friend under the guise of “just running into them.” Have your friend introduce themselves to Guy. Guy will be obligated to introduce himself and say his name. Then apologize for being rude and not introducing the two of them. Friend can then go on their merry way.

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