You ever meet someone who looks just like you? The other day a guy came in with his friend and their girlfriends, and I swear he looked just like me, only with shorter hair and a more narrow jawline. Of course Garth, who was working with them, didn’t notice the resemblence until I brought it up. His excuse? Our hair wasn’t the same color. Bull. It was the same color brown as the highlights in my hair. Of course his friends noticed. I couldn’t the other guy’s girlfriend staring at me at one point. Garth said that he heard them saying something about me, but he couldn’t tell what, but after I mentioned it Garth agreed they were probably talking about how much we looked alike.

That’s really weird. I really don’t like meeting people who look like me. I like to think I’m unique. One of a kind. The only jackass like this out there. I have to keep myself from going all Highlander, there-can-be-only-one! on him.