Hello, Handsome Stranger
I was in the middle of a team meeting in the cafeteria yesterday, when I glanced up and saw this vaguely familiar-looking guy in a reflection off the window. It took me several seconds to realize that it was me. Not in the metaphorical sense of "I no longer know who I am," but in the basic, "what's his name?" sense. It was incredibly jarring. Fortunately, I realized who it was before I asked a coworker.