I was thinking back to my freshman year of college and this story has always stuck out to me for some reason. I used to play a lot of cards, especially online. I wasn't a high stakes player or anything but it was good side money coming in to cover the alcohol and weed tabs I was accruing. And strip joints. Anyways I belonged to a few poker message boards that really helped improve my game. I would actually run into this one kid my age at the casino in Oklahoma. Somehow it got brought up that one of us posted on the forums and he was actually a big contributor there. Anyways, I played cards with this kid at least a few times a month at the casino and talk over hands online. Even after meeting him numerous times I didn't know his real name, and would just know him by his handle, which was The Trumpet. This tournament was happening in San Diego right when I finished class for the semester that I was going to play. It was a cheapskate $300 buy-in tournament but for 18+ casinos it was good, it had $100,000 guaranteed prize pool [I was eliminated in the first blind level, losing with pocket Jacks to pocket 7s when we got it in on the flop and he turned a set]. This kid The Trumpet said he wanted to play it so I agreed to carpooling because it helped me save money for degenning at blackjack. I met up with my friend who went to UCSD and his roommates who were all playing the tournament as well. We played a $20 buy-in tournament the night before and got a bunch of beer and played cards. When I introduced my friends to the guy, I said, "And this is my friend..." I am totally blanking... "My friend, The Trumpet." Everyone looked at me like I was a total moron but they all just started laughing. I had referred to some dude I had drove 24 hours with across the country by an internet handle he typed behind. It was at that moment I realized how lame [and stupid] I was. What made it hilarious to me is that the whole weekend we all referred to the guy as The Trumpet. I still can't for the life of me remember his real name. FOCUS: What are some moments looking back in your life that make you feel lame or that you wouldn't admit in public?