First names, or last...important?

[Bloozcat]

Many years ago when I was in Arizona I joined an outdoors club that was loosely sponsored through Arizona State University. You didn't have to be a student (which I wasn't), so I joined.

On the first trip as a group 15 of us went to Payson for a weekend stay at a cabin to do some hiking. It was 15 degrees when we arrived at the cabin the first evening. As most people in the new club were unaquainted, someone suggested a game to help everyone remember each other's names. We each took turns in front of the group as the rest said their names. Then the one in front of the group turned around and the others "re-arranged" themselves in a different order. When the one in front turned around he had to call each person by their correct name. Not wanting to appear a fool, you really concentrated on the names when you heard them. I was first and got them all right the first time. When each had finished with his/her turn, we all knew each others names and didn't forget them...and most remembered the names the first go around.

 

[sumitomo]

That's pretty good Bloozcat,I would have only been able to remember seven,Sneezy,Sleepy,Dopey,Doc,Happy,Bashful and Grumpy.LOL!! Sumi

 

[Rotor]

It's odd what sticks and what doesn't. I remember my cousins 8th grade teachers name, but the name of someone I just met is gone in like 3 seconds. It really bothers me that I have that problem with names as I was raised that you should remember things like that. To add to the confusion I belong to a 4X4 offroading forum where we actually get together and do runs. Now I have to remember a screen name, and their real name, and connect the two. What a nightmare for me...
On the upside I can sing along to almost every Beatles song ever done, and a huge number of other bands. (Not that you'd want to hear me butcher Yellow Submarine.) I didn't even realize it till I saw a Beatles tribute band last year. I was never a huge fan at the time, but somehow they all worked their way into my subconsciousness.
When I come up against the wall I am humble and admit what a dummy I am and most times the response is, " That's Okay, I can't remember yours either." Then we have a laugh and reintroduce ourselves to each other in the hopes that it might stick. Add beer to the equation, and you can pretty much hang it up.