At the ripe old age of 32 my brain isn't what it once was and at least once a month I find myself calling someone the wrong name at work. (aquiantances, not people I interact with on an everyday basis) I assume it's because I've met so many periphery people in my life names just start to meld together and everything is getting mixed up upstairs now. My questions: 1) am I alone? 2) am I ogliged to recognize the error and apologize, or do I just awkwardly pretend it never happened?
Where does Matt Barnaby come by all his knowledge about "great players"? Did he manage to finish that segment without giving away his cellphone number?
A female coworker had a huge spider on her desk today. She screamed then and proceeded to tell me to kill it, Kill It, KILL IT! We're talking a huge spider. I'm married, I have no desire to get with this female coworker. Am I obligated to man up and kill this thing or can I pussy out?