Lady: Are you in line? (No, I'm standing here for my health.) Me: Umm, yes. Lady: Are you sure? Me: Umm, yes. Lady: Well - okay then. (Standing a little too close for my personal space tastes...)
I must have one of those faces. You know... the familiar kind. Everyone seems to think I look like someone they know. Or, I remind them of someone. Apparently, I'm not me. Perhaps this is why total strangers feel compelled to share random intimate details about their lives with me. I don't know them. They just choose to spill these little tidbits to me then move on with their lives. I just write what they say...
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