I ran into a guy who looked real familiar after the first night in halls, back in 2004. We made a nodding acquaintance, and proceeded to chat affably about how drunk we were the night before. I had repeated conversations with him over about 8 months before I finally admitted I didn't have a clue what his name was, and it turned out he didn't know me either.
Of course, if he actually knew my name I woulda felt like a fool.
stick a note through the door asking what day bin day is or something.
make sure you put your name on the end and hopefully they will reply with another note and sign theirs!
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