I'm sorry, but...

There is an amusing farce acted out in any number of communities and social situations. Actually, there may be many, but the one I have in mind right now is the fiction that anyone is actually good at remembering other peoples' names. It is a nice social save to claim "I'm sorry, I'm terrible with names," and I admit to using it myself almost daily, it seems. With the number of people who claim this, though, it makes me wonder where all these hypothetical people are who must be good at remembering names. I, for one, cannot remember meeting anyone with this skill, and if I have, I probably have forgotten their name, anyways.