To have carried on regardless?

[Megatron]

So, this morning I am in a well known supermarket and I spot a friend further down the aisle. I trot up to him and the conversation went something like this:

Me: Hi, how's it going? (giving quick kiss on the cheek)

Him: Eh?

Me: God, it's hot isn't it, how's the new job going?

Him: Er, em, what?

Me: Well, best be off, tell Ali (his wife) I'll be in touch about that night out. take care. Bye! (followed by cheery wave).

I feel it is important to point out that within about 2 seconds of seeing this mans face properly I realised that I have never seen him before in my life. He is not the man who is married to my friend Ali, actually he didn't even look like him very much. I have no idea why I carried on my conversation rather than just say 'oh sorry I thought you were someone else'. He will think I am completely mental. Poor man.

Fortunately I had just finished my shopping so I hotfooted it to the checkout and kept my head down so that I had NO eye contact with any other humans. God knows what I'd have done if I'd seen him in the car park.

Oh my goodness, that made me laugh out loud! Brilliant

Excellent!

love these stories. Think fuckarama has the best one though

Amazing . So now we've just got to wait for the thread titled 'guess what some loon did to my DH today' which will undoubtedly be started by a poster named NotAli.

Many years ago I was shopping when someone came up behind me and pulled my hair. I turned round to see the big cheesy grin drop as the bloke said - 'shit, you're not my sister'

YANBU

but you are insane and scary

My DH once did something similar, but thinking he recognised a person through work so stopped to make small talk, asked him if he was going to a festival taking place that weekend (DH works in music) then realised he recognised this person because it was Noel Fielding. DH said the funniest thing was that NF went along with the conversation with an expression of "you clearly know me so I must know you but I'm not sure where from" throughout

Dh had this done to him - stopped in the street by a guy who clearly knew him, made small talk for about 15 mins (football, rugby - all generic stuff so it was giving dh no clue) desperately racking his brain as to where this guy was from.

It wasn't until the man's wife came up and he introduced dh as "Angus, and old mate from [posh Edinburgh school]" that he could finally say "no, actually dh from [bog standard West Coast comp]. Nice talking to you though!".

A few years ago I was taking the train into work after sleeping over at the then bf's place. I needed to buy a ticket so told him to go ahead as I didn't want to keep him waiting. After purchasing my ticket I walked down onto the platform and through I saw bf.... I went up behind him and whispered something dirty into his ear. Only issues was that it wasn't my bf. The guy turned around and I almost died. Luckily bf didn't see this so I made by way to the far end of the platform where bf happened to be standing.

Worst part was that a week later I went for a job interview and the guy I whispered dirty words to was the guy who was interviewing me. I didn't get the job and was thankful not to. I thought I was mortified when it happened but meeting the guy for a second time was worse.

Brilliant!
And Want2b, wonder if that was why you didn't get the job?!

I am now waiting for someones DH to report what happened to his wife and a new thread appears on MN.

AIBU to want to find this stranger who kissed my DH?

DH and I were wandering down a street a few years ago and got separated by a few feet for a brief moment - I stopped to look in a window I think, or other people walked between us - anyway, I turned round to see him starting to saunter alongside another woman of of my sort of height and build. I could also see him start to get closer and even start to absent mindedly reach a hand out in the general direction of her rear. I deliberately hung back for a few seconds wondering how much trouble he was going to get himself into - was quite disappointed when he realised at the last minute and turned round to see my laughing my head off .

He regularly gets his own back in the supermarket - wanders off to get something leaving me to turn round and start babbling to some strange man about what sausages to choose. I don't even pick people who look remotely like him!

I told DH what I'd done. He just walked off shaking his head muttering something that sounded like 'utter loon'. I think he's used to me now.

wimble It sure was. I couldn't concentrate at all and couldn't stop thinking that I couldn't face working for the guy I said those things to.

Okay, I laughed so much that I'm going to share one of my cringiest moments

Was about thirteen and a head-in-the-clouds child, in M&S lingerie dept with Mum and sister. Queue for the tills was massive so I wandered about a bit and then came back. I stopped next to Mum, looked in her basket and saw she'd picked up more white bras, knickers and slips - really pretty ones. So I said, "Oooh, they're pretty, lacy things." Looked up to get her response and realised she was a sweet old lady and my Mum was several people further down in the queue and wondering why I was talking to a stranger. Even worse, the people in between my Mum and the lady had twigged something was going on and were also watching and smirking, the bastards.

The lady was very nice, said thank you and I slunk away keeping my back resolutely to her for the rest of the queue. I was too embarrassed to tell my Mum what I'd said to that poor woman and I still squirm today

This thread is awesome

Last Sunday DH and I were walking down to ton and I saw this tall guy. I stopped and said 'hi, how ARE you? Has been aaaages' and all that and then we stood for ages and chatted about his new house and their builders and everything. thought DH was being quite quiet and a little bit rude really.

walked away and DH said 'who was that?' I said 'What??!! That is John - you know, Katie and John. They are YOUR friends fgs!!!!'

DH said 'That was not John'.

It wasn't.

that was ... down to town not 'ton'.

I used to go to dance classes. I remember being in the waiting room when I was about 14 and my friend walked in front of me. Without looking up I pinged her knicker elastic and said, 'really, Claire! Pants under your leotard at your age' (only the very small kids were supposed to wear underwear). When I looked up a rather embarrassed girl was looking at me. To make matters far worse, her name actually was Claire.

My friend rang me, conversation went a bit like,
guess who this is?
Dunno
It's your favourite ex boss
Hmm, I really can't think
Oh come on, are you fucking thick?
Erm, I think you have the wrong number

I'd moved house, but the new tenant had the same name as me!

Oh my God I have just almost crapped myself. There is another thread on here entitled 'to be cross with woman in supermarket' I was scared to open it and take a peek.

I told you megatron the wife is coming to get you!

Brilliant thread

I love your commitment . Much better than scuttling away in embarrassment.