A Social Predicament.
I happen to know, for example, that her daughter Nola Gene has a Shitzu named Blossom who is blind in one eye. I know that her other daughter lives in Italy with her husband who is in the U.S. Air Force. I know that her family has lived in this city for more than a century and that she is very fond of the area. I helped her granddaughter, Heidi, get the apartment next to mine and am currently aware of her (Heidi's) problems with credit card debt. Finally, I know that this sweet older lady lives next door to a gaggle of undergrads and was tickled pink when they invited her to come and have a drink at their next party.
I have discussed many topics with this sweet older woman, including the true loving message embedded in the New Testament stories of Jesus, and how many modern religious figures do not seem to understand the core of Jesus' teachings. We share a certain amount of disgust with religious intolerance. I'll grant that she seems to think that I am a Christian, but I'm used to people making that assumption. I dress fairly conservatively, say "please," and "thank you," as well as "Ma'am," and "Sir," so I come across as a clean-cut fellow. In many people's minds, this translates to mean "Christian." I suppose I could have disabused my occasional companion of her assumptions but, hell, she's a nice old lady and she doesn't mean any harm. In any case, she apparently thinks so highly of me that she's remarked that she wishes her granddaughters would meet a nice young man like me.
Yeah, if only she knew.
In any case, I have a little problem here and I need some advice. As much as I like this woman, and as fond of me as she is, I have no earthly idea what her name is. I'm entirely serious. I'm terrible with names and at some point early in our acquaintence I simply forgot her name. Unfortunately for me, she always greets me with a cheerful "Hey, Drek!" so I'm absolutely certain she knows mine. So, I'm left in the delicate position of needing a way to get her to tell me her name again- and preferrably without alerting her to my dreadful memory.