I Don’t Know Your Name

My sister, some of you may remember from the other day, is going through a divorce and recently moved out into her own home.  This means that her, Chris and I have been talking about exes and relationships and sexual partners.  What we learned from past relationships and how she should probably have a few casual flings before she commits to someone new.  She is definitely NOT looking right now, we were just chatting.  This led to Chris and I talking about our exes together and how insane they are.

It also led me to realize that, I don’t remember the names of some of the people I have slept with, sometimes I have the first name but not the last or an idea of what it might be but not the exact name.  You know that whole ‘sam something sam, sammy, sandwich…oh I don’t know’ thing?  I have two favorites, one I call ‘that guy’ because I was at a party and we hooked up and I didn’t know his name.  I woke up in my bed alone (no akward promises of calls neither of us will make) and never saw him again.  The other is ‘gas station guy’ because that is how I met him but I couldn’t tell you his name and I saw him several times at the gas station before we slept together, once, it was awful.

While this may have some of you thinking ‘oh crap!  How many people have you slept with that you can’t keep track??’ and others are hopefully thinking ‘oh yeah, totally, me too!’.  I really don’t feel like I’ve slept with that many people, I’ve just had several short romps* and then moved on and they aren’t important enough to know.  For the record, 13, I have slept with 13 people.  Now it’s out there and we can all move on!  Of the 13, I can’t recall two names.  There are three whom I was in an actual relationship, one was a recurring affair, three were short romps, three were so insignificant that I can’t remember their complete names and I’m not even sure if it would be right and one that turned into a marriage.  That’s just how it is homies.  I make people who I like work for it and people that I am only interested in serving a purpose don’t get their names remembered haha.

Please tell me I’m not alone in this?  I just remember the ones that I was either in a relationship with or were good.  If you are reading this and we have been together and you are wondering which one you were feel free to ask!

*a short romp is one or two sexual encounters that weren’t good enough to have again. Usually the second time is just to make sure I wasn’t too drunk and don’t remember accurately.  That happened with my husband, true story!  I remembered some parts VERY well and others not so much, I was happily proved wrong on the second occasion and many more times haha