An introspective look at not remembering names
Over at Becoming Minimalist, Joshua Becker offers some personal introspection on a paradigmatic case of forgetting a couple’s names. In part, Becker narrates, I was sad that I wasn’t able to remember something as simple as the names of two people I very much enjoyed meeting. … And suddenly it struck me. I entered the conversation—as I do so often—with the desire to be known rather than to know. I was trying so hard to say something impressive or witty or intelligent that I entirely missed what they were saying on the other side of the conversation. ...