At my daughter’s parent teacher night, a woman tapped me on the shoulder. She said hi like we knew each other. She absolutely knew me, showing the friendship signs people share, smiling like we had just been in a meaningful conversation but I drew a blank and could not place her. Then that horrible choice had to be addressed – to come clean I do not recall her or else lie to her face, ruin whatever nice ideas she has. The truth is best, so I lied. Split second decision. She is the mother of a kid my daughter played with a year ago. Maybe 2 or 3 times and not since. A moment later I remembered but the damage was done to my inner face covered in tomato. Sometimes playing in front of an audience and I want to go down an unknown road but I might screw up, could be embarrassing. There is only a second to decide and then I chose he safe bet, played to the home town crowd.