In a queue / Somewhat familiar looking shop clerk. / Yeah well probably because I know him, we met in some kind of queer evening. I don't think he remembers me, though. / "Hi!" "Hello!" / "Oh HI! How are you doing?" / "Have a nice evening!" "You too!" / He remembered me after all, that was nice! / Hold on. I talked to him about Tolkien's war traumas for like half an hour back then. OF COURSE he remembers me, argh. / Unfortunately I may be hard to forget.