Don't you know who I am?
Recently, I had the opportunity to assist a writer from a national magazine with some research. It was an honour, since I've been reading this magazine for more than a decade. Although I wasn't going to have my name on the byline, it would be something I can save for a later date and say to myself, I helped with this.
I gave her some names of people she should talk to for her article. I told her she should say she got their contact information from me and I give her the names of my parents (they're well known in the community). I know these people and have for years; some of them are family and the others are family friends.
After getting some feedback from her, I'm surprised when she tells me the results of my research. One of them doesn't answer the phone and doesn't reply to her messages. The other one doesn't know who I am and has never heard of me. The first one doesn't surprise me, the second one does.
My parents have known him for years, and remember when he was in his 20's and single. He is now married, with three kids and both him and his wife talk to my parents whenever there's an event. And, even if he doesn't recall my name, his kids should. I went to school with all three of them. But they're probably short a chomosome, so maybe they have a good reason for the forgetfulness.
Still, after my hard work was for naught, the only thing that pissed me off is that a somebody like me was dissed by a nobody like him. Part of me feels like calling him up and asking him, "Don't you know who I am?" But, even if I do, he probably say, "No."
Idiot.
I gave her some names of people she should talk to for her article. I told her she should say she got their contact information from me and I give her the names of my parents (they're well known in the community). I know these people and have for years; some of them are family and the others are family friends.
After getting some feedback from her, I'm surprised when she tells me the results of my research. One of them doesn't answer the phone and doesn't reply to her messages. The other one doesn't know who I am and has never heard of me. The first one doesn't surprise me, the second one does.
My parents have known him for years, and remember when he was in his 20's and single. He is now married, with three kids and both him and his wife talk to my parents whenever there's an event. And, even if he doesn't recall my name, his kids should. I went to school with all three of them. But they're probably short a chomosome, so maybe they have a good reason for the forgetfulness.
Still, after my hard work was for naught, the only thing that pissed me off is that a somebody like me was dissed by a nobody like him. Part of me feels like calling him up and asking him, "Don't you know who I am?" But, even if I do, he probably say, "No."
Idiot.
Authored by S at 12:00 am
3 Comments:
Perhaps you are delusional with regard to your own importance.
As a rep I have found that people very often do not know you outside of the contect that they normally see you in. So if a third party phone and ask about you, they are not used to this person knowing you so their brain rejects this. SO they say they dont know you. you will probalby find that if you do contact ehm, ,they will know you immediately. Humans are bizarre
Who are you again?
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