Thursday, February 14, 2008
Awhile ago, I wrote this post about being told twice in my life that I look like Carrie Fisher.
I suppose if pushed, we could all come up with someone, at least one person, that we resemble.
But for me, it has been quite odd lately. Over the last several months, I have been stopped, no less than twice a week, by someone who just has to let me know I look exactly like someone they know.
People have actually confused me, albeit for a moment, with their friends. "Oh my gosh, you look just like my brother's ex-wife's sister-in-law".
Last week, the guy making sandwiches at Bristol Farm's Market, was positive I was his regular customer that comes in weekly...I have never set foot in that market before.
Just tonight, while paying for Big Hunk candy bars (for my "big hunk" of a husband on Valentine's day...yep, I'm a real sport), a lady in line looked at me and said, "wow, I thought you were my friend, who lives across town...I was wondering what you were doing all the way over here!!!!". And she laughed hysterically. (I'm so glad I could provide her with Valentine's day entertainment.)
This has really got me thinking...
What is it about my face that actually has people stopping me several times a week to say that I look just like someone they know?
I must be the most ordinary looking person on earth, who just looks like...EVERYONE.
Or, perhaps, I have a comforting, friendly face, that doesn't intimidate people, so they think I'm their friend.
Christ, maybe I'm so ugly that people tell me I look like their friend, hoping I won't feel too badly when I have to go home and look at myself in the mirror.
Maybe I'm one of those X-Men characters, Morph-ine...I morph into people's friends, right before their eyes.
Whatever the reason, it has been a very strange phenomenon...