^That's me. Every time. My friends all the way back to Jr. High gave me crap about it. By my Sophomore year in High School, they had a name for it - Theresa Cox Syndrome. Theresa was one of the most sought after girls in school, and I made it all the way to Homecoming without a clue that she had a huge crush on me all year. I missed taking her to Homecoming - and apparently broke her heart in the process - because of this "disorder". It hasn't gotten much better in the 22 years since...
@learninginTN - update us on how that goes!