I apparently have a doppleganger
 

I was working at the drugstore when a man came up to the register.

Man: " Hi Jeanette. Remember me?"

Me: "Um...no, sorry."

Man: *slightly surprised* "You know...from the bar. Where you did karoke."

Me: *blank look* "I've never done karoke in my life."

Man: "Really? There's someone who looks just like you who's name is also Jeanette who sang karoke at the bar."

Me: :x

Great. I apparently have a double, and she has a better social life than me.

Maybe its an alternate universe version that somehow came over to our world in an interdimensional portal.

I just hope she doesn't do anything awful that I could get blamed for.

They say if you meet the doppelganger, you die. It did happen to Lord Byron. :faint

Avoid this possible doppelganger at all costs!

Yes, but those legends never mentioned anything about the doppelganger singing karoke in bars.

Lord Byron once took a crap in his hotel hallway because it was raining and he didn't want to go all the way to the outhouse.

There are things history fails to mention.

I'm tempted to try to track down this bar to see if any of the patrons remember my look-alike.

"Oh hi Jeanette! You sure were awesome last weekend when you danced topless on the tables!" :x

Just don't die finding her. Make sure you take a picture with her though. I'm trying to track down Ian Ziering to get a picture with him

Identity theft

Someone tried to dopplegang me once but not by looking like me but by trying to REPLACE ME.

Needless to say his doppleganger-like antics were revealed as bullshit fraudery >:

I wonder if Jeanette XX shaves her pussy.

lol no cause if she did she would be removing a unique ecological niche for many microorganisms

plus she would be disturbing the natural ecological balance of her body

dude what if its your twin that you were separated at birth from, just like the parent trap :eek

Or what if you have an entirely different personality that is aroused in your slumber; goes out clubbing, singing and dancing the night away?

Have you ever woke up and wondered, "Why do I have stamps on my hand? What is this crust on my face?"

You and your dobleganger should get together and plan crimes. That way you of you can rob a jewler while the other is seen elsewhere, providing an alibi. You could even team up with Kitsa's Nigerian freind and have some real fun.

and you should also get sexy w/ eachother + take pictures :eek :eek :eek

Given how my doppelganger seems to have a very different personality than I have, she probably does shave it. :\

It is weird that he knew your name. Was he reading your nametag?

Well I did have a nametag on, yes. :\

A lot of times I get people who say they know me from somewhere, and it ends up that they've just seen someone else with red hair and freckles. It could be that he just saw someone else with similar coloring or features.

He could have been drunk, too.

SOMETIMES I LIKE TO GO UP TO STORE EMPLOYEES AND SAY I KNOW THEM FROM SOMEWHERE WHILE FURTHER BACKING UP MY CLAIM BY USING THE NAME FROM THEIR NAMETAG AS A CATALYST FOR PROPAGATING ADDITIONAL CONFUSION.

PERHAPS THIS WAS THE CASE IN YOUR SITUATION?

how often is the Ferris Bueller thing remarked upon, Milhouse?

I saw Kitsa's double in California. There was a woman with reddish hair with a big brimmed hat walking a white standard poodle. I was going to snap a cell photo but the light changed. :(

That was me :(

the really creepy thing is that I wouldn't put it above you to do that, Tadao. And pulling boobies out on the chest like in Silence of the Lambs.

I'M A PRETTY GIRL