the smedley log - suburban scrawl

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Last night was strange, and not in a good way. I learned something new about an old friend, I got to see the beginnings of a street fight and I was mistaken for someone else—not necessarily in that order, but all connected just the same.

I was mistaken for someone I’ve never met, someone I couldn’t have resembled less, yet it was determined that I resembled him enough. It pains me, makes me nauseous, like a needle twisting awkwardly in a vein. It’s hard to explain, but it’s the sort of thing that sticks with you.

Have you ever been accused of something you hate? And I’m referring to things that are truly worthy of hatred. Has anyone ever suspected you of being sympathetic to an idea or practice that makes you nothing short of sick?

Aw, I probably would have been furious…I’ve never been accused of something I truly hated; and I hope I never am. Long story behind that last sentence.

I think i’ll just stick to the evil “twin” thing. There is around philly someone that resembles me and they keep on calling her my sister, which upsets me…but that’s just ‘cause I like my own little sis verymuch (she does not resemble me at all)

I’m apparently a dead ringer for prolific porn star; I’ve had several people who are in no way connected to each other tell me this… how icky is THAT? Imagine if one of her fans ever thinks I’m her?!! {gag}

You were mistaken for Bill Clinton!?

Nope, not quite. The person I was mistaken for was not even famous.

Would this be more a case of someone who knows you mistaking you for a different kind of person?

Yeah, that’s kind of it.