Friday, June 24, 2011

What? No, my name's not Mitch.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be famous.

Could I handle it?  Chances are it’s nothing I’ll ever experience.  But I wonder what it would be like being recognized by strangers?

A couple of times I’ve had people coming up to me at the mall confusing me for someone else. (no one famous.  Just the brother of someone they knew in college) I don’t know why, but, for a second at least, it made me feel as though I was wrestling some stranger over the ownership of my face.

I didn’t like that.

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