Over the span of my life, I've gotten used to people asking me variations of, "How/why do you know that?In high-school I was known to be the biology guy. In Bio2 I would sit at the back of class and fall asleep most days. One day I arrive in class to find we're going to have an exam. I went through the exam once, noting two questions were
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I do wish I had a memory like yours, mine is more like swiss cheese.
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In 4th grade, a kid ('Zach') came up to me and started a conversation. I asked him who he was, since I didn't know his name or even recognize him. He expressed that he and I had been good friends the year before. I expressed doubt. He persisted in his story for long enough for me to experience some concern about my swiss cheese.
I still occasionally have some minor anxiety relating to that kid, since the question was never entirely settled. I am happy to note that there has never again been any evidence that I simply forgot the existence of someone that I shouldn't have.
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