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Don't you know my name?

In my workplace, we get classes of trainees in every gods-know-how-often. We were training continuously from before Thanksgiving on because we were that horribly short on hours. With that fact, and with the turnover rate what is is, I don't really expect to get to know someone's name until they've been employed with the company at least a month, if not longer. And that's just "get to recognize a name at all", not "connect a name with a face". I'm less face-blind than I used to be, what with my constant exposure to all sorts of people. But given a hypothetical Jenny Martin and Janet Mota, even if I were in Field constantly, it would take me at least a month under normal circumstances to start recognizing them as individuals. I might remember that we have someone of that name employed. I might also switch the names so the wrong first name and last name are paired, or mistake them both for Ginger Nevin.

For me to remember someone's name perfectly, remember what collection of personality and phone manner attributes goes with the name, and also remember what collection of physical attributes goes with them, and remember all of this inside of the first month of their employment, says that something about them has made them particularly memorable.

There was one dude who was physically distinct enough to be not mixed up with anyone else of my acquaintance (large wide/tall, used cane, orange-haired), personality-tagged with "gamergeek; would hang out with outside of work", and because I tend to note people who have a "would hang out with outside of work" on my tags for them, I remembered his name. And then I noticed that there were two instances of that name on my list. One was from a temp agency with the temp agency code before the name, and one was not. One was marked absent, one was not. I caught the computer error pdq because I was set to flag on that name. It would ordinarily have taken me at least a week to catch that, if not longer. (I was in Field constantly at that point.) Right now I think I only know the people who have been there 6 months or more, because that's about how long I've been out of field. I know 2 new people: Silver Sunglasses Dude, and the Bathroom Cellphone Diva. Both of these are not for good reasons.

It's because of things like this that I totally go *omg facepalm* when I mention a name to someone who sees like 500 individuals a day or some crazy number like that (at an estimate) and the name gets the immediate response of "oh god them"...

...yeah, I'm staying at 30 foot pole distance from becoming more than involved in passing with an "oh god them" situation, and I'm rather hoping that I don't get to know their face, because that could get awkward. There's really no good way to un-know that someone is "oh god them".
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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