Everybody makes jokes about having an evil twin... But it's not so funny when you actually have one.
Check this out... There used to be another family in our town with the same last name as us, which we discovered because we used to get their mail all the time until they moved away. And apparently the father of the family had the same first name as my father.
Years later, starting in high school, I began to get arrest reports clipped out of the newspapers taped to my desk - for a guy with
my name (although the first name is spelled differently and the middle initial is different).
Over the years, he's been arrested for everything from driving an unregistered vehicle to drug possession.
At one point he even robbed a local bank.
I've worked with two guys over the years that knew this guy: the first time, my first day at work the guy came up to me and said, "You're ----. I've heard of you." and the other guy came up, looked at me and said, "...You're not
him..."
Even my own relatives have called to check that it wasn't me when they saw this guy's name in the paper.
I've almost gotten into fights because people thought I was this guy.
I almost lost a job because they thought I'd submitted two different applications.
But the best one?
My mother was
in the hospital. A candystriper came in, looked at her chart and said,
"Mrs. ----?
Oh, are you ----'s mother?
Would you like to see pictures of your grandchild?"