What is my name?

Haven't you ever forgotten your own name and for just a second you have no idea who you are? Well I have. After a day of trying to ignore people that keep calling my name, so that they can tell me their life story, I sometimes forget who I am. The constant drone of "How are you?" "Fine, you?" "Huff, well I tell you! Becky just did this to me and I just ahh! and then... Blah blah blah," and it sends me retreating inside my mind. While hiding inside the folds of my brain, I find two sock puppets mouthing along with each person as they reiterate the same story over and over again. Next thing I know, I have tuned out the constant babble, and the sock puppets are no longer mouthing along her, but rather they are eating the heads off of everyone that won't shut up (I know sound crazy, but ii is not nice to judge!). So instead of having to deal with the problem of wanting to destroy cities and kill everyone, I simply forget my name. It is a momentary lapse that allows me not to respond to their call and it is a legit excuse to why I did not hear my name. So next time you want to avoid having to talk to someone, try forgetting your name, and just keep on walking into the sun set. (Pointer: This works better if you drool and prettend that you mind is shot from a long day of classes. Earphones work to, no music required!)