Have you? Preferably without meaning to. Preferably awkwardly.
Last year I was working at a Cold Stone Creamery over the summer when these two tall, hip looking dudes walked in and got in line. The first I didn't recognize, but the second, with the lethargy on his face, with his Bright Eyes hair, with his sharp features, I recognized immediately. I had seen it on his blog years ago--probably back around '05 or '06. It was unmistakable. And I [i]knew[/i] he lived in the same town where I attended college, at least at one point in his life.
I knew there was only one way to make sure, so I timed my pacing with the customers so that I would be the one to ring up him and his friend. First his friend--whoever he was--and then [i]him[/i]. He handed me a credit card. Perfecto. I swiped it, and while I waited for it to go through, I took one sly look at the name. I prefer not to say his whole name, but the first name starts with an "M" and his surname starts with an "S". It was [i]his[/i] name.
I handed him back his card. I gave him his receipt. He said, "Thank you," and left.
The creepy thing is, Yoozel probably never had a clue that, for the five minutes that he was in line, I was analyzing his face, his demeanor, his movements, and his credit card for information that would without a doubt confirm to me that he was who I thought he was.
I haven't seen him since.
[Edited on 01.01.2013 5:06 PM PST]
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Some of these are wonderful! I went home over the break for the first time in years and rummaged through some of my old things--and I found my old Bungie.net tshirt! So I'mma give that a wear around town and see who says hello. Honestly though, I think a Septagon tattoo would be legit, especially if it is visible to others while walking down the street. Too bad, I may have to hold off on that one for a while till I'm done with Navy, or else it may be a little more hidden.