When i was about 20 years old, somewhere around 1990, I got a call from a female friend around 9 in the evening. I was already out of the shower and I was living with my parents at the time. We talked for about an hour and then she gets to the good part. She tells me her parents were out and she had some drinks if i wanted to go over. Well I had to ask her who she was, as I had no idea who I was talking to. She really got pissed at me for that, and I was kinda depressed after that, because I knew I missed out on a sure thing. The reason I still think about that is because I never figured out who she was, and this was before caller id was commonplace.