Yeah, sure. I have photographic memory

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I work in a relatively busy computer store.  We get about 15-20 computer in per day for service and I work the front counter and a bench when I can.  So today, I'm busily diagnosing a system (What's this?  Spyware by the dozen?  Why am I not surprised your system is running slow!) and this woman walks up to the counter.

Woman: Hi!
Me: *blink* Hi, what can I do for you?
Woman: Is my computer fixed?
Me: Who are you?

Do these people honestly expect me to recognize them immediately, remember exactly which system they brought in, and be able to tell them at the drop of a hat?

Gah!

I love my job.  I just despise the people.  :)