Old acquaintances:

I walked out of the Rep a few days ago and a girl standing near the door stopped me.

"Excuse me."
I stopped, looked at her, hoped she wasn't asking for money or for me to sign some Greenpeace petition.
"Didn't you go to Chamblee?"
I become much happier. "Yes! When did you graduate?"
"2000. Same as you."
She gave me her name and told me that she had a fellowship to do some research there. And then I left, I had to get home.

I didn't remember her at all, even when she gave me her name. A little embarrassing. It's always weird when stuff like that happens.