I am probably the worst family member ever
Today I went to a family gathering buffet lunch. I’m the sort of person who has no idea what to call family members in another language because English is my bestie, and even then, although I know how titles work, my brain will do this weird thing where it suddenly turns off and fills with stupid.
I have an uncle who I’ve not seen for a long time (probably a few years) and I forgot his name. One of my aunties was pointing to a cup, asking whose it was. I knew it was le uncle’s and I said so. But a completely random name came out of my mouth. My uncle’s name is Sam (his son/my cousin told me) and I called him uncle Jeffery.
My cousin’s laughed as I realised I made a mistake, and later on during lunch, I asked them who Jeffery was; they were bloody confused. Apparently we don’t have a Jeffery in our family but I’m 100% sure we do. Then I looked to one of my cousin’s and had a false realisation that he was Jeffery! Of course I was wrong; his name was actually Jeremy.
My mind was so jumbled up that I was doubting all my life decisions, and as a form of self-reassurance, I turned to another cousin (Uncle Sam-not-Jeffery’s son) as I was confident I knew his name and said, “Your name’s Victor, right?”
AND. I WAS WRONG. AGAIN. @$#%!^*$)*&&*@! His name was Aaron, bloody hellopopolis.
I’m the worst family member ever.
