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:
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.
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