Strange Mailman: Hello there!
Jovial smile.
Shannon (who’s never actually been on talking terms with this mailman before): Good morning!
Tentative smile.
Mailman: I haven’t seen you around for a long time!
Anticipates conversation by halting in an office doorway.
Shannon: Er. No.
Very tight smile. Am I more friendly with him than I thought? Should I know his name? Probably.
Mailman:Oh I’d better let you through. Haha!
Big smile. Obviously thinks this is my office. Obviously thinks I’m someone else.
Shannon: Oh thanks but I’m going straight through today.
As if some days I don’t pass straight through. As if I could in fact be the person he thinks I am.
Mailman: Oh, whoops. You’re not…
Stares in confusion at my departing back. Probably wondering why I didn’t tell him he had the wrong person.
Shannon:
Wondering the same thing.
I have a doppleganger too! She lives on Aro Street!
That happens to me ALL THE TIME.
Kelly: at least you know who yours is…
Jess: Do you tell the other person they have it wrong? or do you just say as little as possible? I think I do that because I don’t want to embarrass them. I get embarrassed by seeing other people get embarrassed.
I don’t tell them because I figure I’m supposed to know and I don’t. lol
It’s quite the modern dilemma isn’t it? When it happens to me I’m always in a quandry – do I try and blag my way out of it and pretend I know them or just say – um… sorry do I know you?
you need to find out who this other lady is! go spy on her or something.
risingrainbow: Yeah I used to think that too, but then I never do know them and I end up looking a tad freaky when they realise…
Cellobella: blag all the way… It makes life more interesting.
Alice: Yeah, but if the security guards see me loitering around that office they’ll probably shoot me or something – Our security guards are lazy, so I imagine they’d rather shoot me than chase after me…