I fully get that few of us have a perfect memory and can just rattle off whatever happened on June 13, 2007 with nary a second thought. For most of my life, I assumed my memory issues were everyone's memory issues. Who the hell knows what happened when they were 16? But you can only hear friends and family say "You seriously don't remember that?" so many times before you start to think maybe the problem is in your own head, and not with the utter unrememberability of the reality in which you live.
I can't remember what my cousin, who lives in the same town as me and has for my entire life, looks like. My aunt used to be married, but what was my uncle's name? Or his job? Or anything? I could ask someone, but that's beside the point. I literally don't know. I actually only remembered I don't remember while writing this. I can't definitively tell you if I ever met my uncle. I think he died, but, you know, I don't know. Please savor that as I am currently savoring it. I think, probably, a family member died, but I don't know. I also don't know if I knew him in any way. If he haunts me for saying all of this, the joke will still be on him, because I won't recognize the ghost.