I ran out of the house at 8:00 this morning to go to Lowe's for paint to finish up my projects before DH gets back in town (he is retrieving SS from fashion camp). I didn't bother to put on any makeup for my trek to Lowe's and my slightly greasy hair was pulled haphazardly into a ponytail/bun thing. I didn't see any point in showering until after I painted.
On the way home I stopped by Starbucks for some much needed coffee, somewhat nervously pulling into a parking space filled with 4 Harleys. I immediately spotted the bikers, and then immediately recognized one of them as a client. He looked right at me, but didn't show any hint of recognition.
What to do? I didn't want to appear rude, and I was praying he didn't recognize me. I was about as far as humanly possible from the made-up, coiffed, stiletto-and-suit-wearing lawyer he had previously met.
And I could not remember his name. I think it may be John. I had only worked with him on one matter, for a short time, several months ago. We had met only once or twice. Even if I were willing to present my self in my sloppy-Saturday-morning state, I wasn't sure how to initiate conversation--especially if he didn't remember me. "Hey, uh, client guy. I'm your lawyer, remember me?"
So what did I do? I ignored him. Our backs were to each other the rest of the time I was ordering, so there was no more awkward meeting of the eyes. Hopefully, he didn't recognize me at all, or though I looked only vaguely familiar (I frequently get "you look familiar" from complete strangers.) Or maybe he's just relieved that he didn't have to introduce his lawyer to his biker buddies.