A humorous antidote…do I know you?
We interrupt the seriousness of the two former posts for a humorous antidote.
Apparently, I look like a lot of people. Or, maybe a lot of people look like me. I guess it depends on who was born first…I can’t say for sure.
What am I rambling about? Well, it is a common occurrence for people I’ve never met to think we’ve met before, say I look familiar, or mistake me for someone else they know. Now, I personally have never met someone who I think I look like, but maybe I’m biased.
Most recently, this happened at Whole Foods this past week. There, a gentleman, not to be confused with Dear Whole Foods Guy (although I wouldn’t have minded if HE mistook me for someone he knew) , asked me if I was Melissa. Here’s how it went down…
The man in question was blocking the entire grain/ethnic food aisle, apparently having a difficult time deciding what kind of soy sauce to purchase. In his defense, there are a lot of options for soy sauce and I’m not sure that much variety is necessary…but anyway… Standing back, with a confused look on his face, the man gazed with overwhelmed eyes at the options to choose from. Not being confrontational in nature, especially with people I don’t know, I waited patiently for him to either make his choice or notice he was holding up traffic. After, probably just a few second, though it always seems longer when you’re waiting for someone, he looked up and stepped aside to allow me to pass.
In a graceful (if I do say so myself) fluid motion, I walked by and scooped up two cans of coconut milk and was moving on when, I notice he was going to say something, “Melissa is it?” Now just the wording of that sentence was a little awkward and it took me a minute to process what he was asking and that is was directed at me. “No”, I replied. Then they always apologize, to which I always say, “Don’t worry, I get that a lot.” and it’s true.
I’m just not sure what it is…is it my nose? Eyes? Hair? My charming looks in general? (jk)
When I used to waitress it would happen all the time. Apparently I have a look-a-like who went to the Chenango Forks school district, because I can’t count how many times I was mistaken for her.
Even more often people who know I’m not the other person in question tell me that I look like or remind them of someone else they know. Really, this happens often.
So here’s my desire…I really want to know what these people, who look like me, look like! Well, obviously aside from looking like me, what are they like? I would love to know what people see when they see me. On the other hand, maybe it’s a good thing I don’t. My ego is fragile enough as it is.
So, in conclusion, I don’t think there is a way to stop this from happening in the future, short of plastic surgery or other drastic measure I’m not even considering. And honestly, it isn’t that it really bothers me, simply I find it odd and interesting. So for all of you pretty people who look like me, you’re welcome and for all you ugly people who look like me, my most sincere apologies.
On a side note: I’ve been told my celebrity look alike is Drew Berrymore. Can’t say that I totally agree, but I’ll take what I can get.