Stephen King would laugh his ass off. (He got so addicted to the song, Tabitha about left him. Stuck with him through the booze and cocaine, drove her batshit with Mambo #5.)
Memorizing names couldn’t be easier. Use mnemonics, the more absurd, the better.
For example; You meet a guy named Mike. Picture Mike, right then and there, jamming a huge microphone down his throat. Guy named Scott? Imagine him with a talking Scotty dog head. Take several seconds and concentrate on the image. It’ll sink in permanently, I promise.
Stephen King would laugh his ass off. (He got so addicted to the song, Tabitha about left him. Stuck with him through the booze and cocaine, drove her batshit with Mambo #5.)
Memorizing names couldn’t be easier. Use mnemonics, the more absurd, the better.
For example; You meet a guy named Mike. Picture Mike, right then and there, jamming a huge microphone down his throat. Guy named Scott? Imagine him with a talking Scotty dog head. Take several seconds and concentrate on the image. It’ll sink in permanently, I promise.
By the time I took several seconds to concentrate on that they already walked away and think I am an idiot, rightfully so.