Okay, I take two prescribed medications. No matter how hard I try, due to insurance constraints I can not get these prescriptions to sync up, I end up at the pharmacy every two weeks for one or the other. So, in my usual pick-up for pill A, after I had wandered around getting some sparkly blue nail polish, foot scrubby and a can of manwich, I approached the counter to pick up my pills that I called in to have ready for yesterday (but neglected to pick up yesterday). My pharmacist recognized me, I didn't even have to say my name, he had my goods waiting for me, 'Denovich, right?' I was so flustered by this fact that I signed my name incorrectly two times in a row. I shouldn't be surprised. It only takes a person a few sightings to recognize someone. Mark pointed out that it is easier to remember someone who is around your own age and in particular cute girls. Maybe if I were an irritating old woman I would also be memorable. Yet, it does surprise me. I always have trouble remembering names, literally, in every instance of name introduction of someone new I am almost always not paying attention for those microseconds of time. 'Am I here that often?' I asked. 'No, just when I'm working,' he replied. I guess it's nice that my pharmacist recognizes me. Or maybe it's creepy. I always get the oddest assortment of items when I go to the pharmacy. I always use the pharmacist register to purchase all my items, which I'm sure they just love to be cashiers and baggers to the customers. So it weirds me out that this stranger associates me with my medications and all the strange items I purchase along side them.