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There is this guy that comes into work every now and again that looks incredibly familiar to me. One time, he paid with his credit card and I caught a look at the name on the card: Scott Hall. I looked at him again, and he sort of looked like Scott Hall but aged and slightly fatter. I haven’t said anything about it because I didn’t know if anyone else I worked with knew who Scott Hall was and could confirm that it was really him. I thought I was crazy to think that it was him.
That is, until he came in yesterday while I was in the bathroom. I caught another glimpse of him walking into his theater as I returned to the concession stand and two of the people I work with said, “guess who just came up here? Scott Hall.” I consider it proof enough that he was there and that it was really him. One of the girls that worked with me yesterday said she was going to stay after to get his autograph, and I haven’t talked to her so it’s not readily confirmable that it is him, but the fact that two other people think it is makes me believe I’m not so crazy after all.
That is, until he came in yesterday while I was in the bathroom. I caught another glimpse of him walking into his theater as I returned to the concession stand and two of the people I work with said, “guess who just came up here? Scott Hall.” I consider it proof enough that he was there and that it was really him. One of the girls that worked with me yesterday said she was going to stay after to get his autograph, and I haven’t talked to her so it’s not readily confirmable that it is him, but the fact that two other people think it is makes me believe I’m not so crazy after all.