What someone wandering the streets in an apparent "mental blank" claims to have when informed not only of his identity, but dat he's wanted by da cops.
A number of individuals who claim to not know who they are turn out to be escaped convicts; sounds like classic cases of "lamnesia" to me.
What Mary's brain had regarding da mischievous-antics possibly of her woolly little four-legged friend when she hid him under her desk, but then didn't "take any steps" to make sure that HE wouldn't "take steps" to follow after her when she went up to perform a task at the blackboard!
Fortunately Miss Kimball was a good-natured understanding soul who understood dat little kids may likely make innocent-but-embarrassing mistakes, and so she didn't blame Mary for her lambnesia; she just gently asked her to put said tiny adorable creature outside for da remainder of da class-time.
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”