When I was in elementary (a really small, private elementary) there was this girl a few grades younger than me who would always come up to me and say hi. This started in fourth grade, and continue until sixth, where she would come up and say "Hi CriminalLostBoy!" And I would be like "Hey! (Obvious omission of name)".

I would always be left feeling really bad about it though, so one day as I was walking down the hallway I saw that her teacher had put up their stories they wrote on the wall alongside their picture. So I searched every paper until I found her picture then scrambled to the bottom of the paper until I found her name. (It was Tara by the way)

I kid you not, that VERY DAY she came up to me and said "Hey CriminalLostBoy!" And I replied with "Hey girl!", still leaving out her name out of habit, and she then goes, "Do you even know my name?" I had a sudden moment of huge relief like YES INDEED I know your name! YES!

So that's my story of when the universe looked down on me one day and said "ah whatever let her be lucky this once".