Non-unique part II: Everybody else
I’d like to think that I’m unique. That the vocabulary I use, the phrases I say, and the ideas I put forth are something that people have never heard before. But then one of my friends will inevitably say “I met a guy last week, and he reminded me of you so much.” Well shit.
Apparently, there’s an Erik-Clone in every state. I’ve been told, on more than one occasion, of my doppelgangers in Ohio, Tennessee, Mississippi, and even at LSU after I graduated. It’s like there’s a giant stockpile of Assholes-with-large-vocabularies-that-like-the-sound-of-their-own-voices.
Which means I just have to try harder to be unique. I need to use a more-obscure vocabulary, or stress my syllables in a more obnoxious way. Hell, I could even wear an eye patch. Of course, I’m sure if I did someone from work would come up to me and say “You remind me of my uncle Dan.”
Apparently, there’s an Erik-Clone in every state. I’ve been told, on more than one occasion, of my doppelgangers in Ohio, Tennessee, Mississippi, and even at LSU after I graduated. It’s like there’s a giant stockpile of Assholes-with-large-vocabularies-that-like-the-sound-of-their-own-voices.
Which means I just have to try harder to be unique. I need to use a more-obscure vocabulary, or stress my syllables in a more obnoxious way. Hell, I could even wear an eye patch. Of course, I’m sure if I did someone from work would come up to me and say “You remind me of my uncle Dan.”