There's a dancer at my club who I've chatted with four times in the last two months. Each time it's been clear that she didn't remember me, even when we had the exact same conversation about what I do for work and how it relates to her major. At this point I'm kinda just fucking with her, waiting for her to FINALLY say "we've chatted before, right?"
She's obviously stoned at work and going through the motions. Still, it's kinda funny.


I've had the same conversation with a dozen dancers in the same night. "What's your name, where are you from, what do you do, would you like a dance?"