I've made this mistake before. I just wasn't expecting to be surprised by it again so soon (if three years can be considered, "soon"). In my phone are many people's screen names - not their real names - and so yesterday I found
I wasn't outright rejected by Delorean, the girl at the other end of the number for my suggestion, but she was interested in first knowing who I was. This caused me brief, but intense confusion. First at the discovery that I had two numbers in my phone for Mr. Dowg, one of which was apparently no longer his - and perhaps more importantly, what Delorean thought I meant about hooking up. Getting laid; intercourse - making sweet love down by the fire.
In my youth, it was considered impolite to sleep with someone without first knowing their name. I guess some things never change.
And Delorean, I hope you find that special someone this weekend!
Or at least a willing participant.