I got recognized at the coffee shop tonight, and not because this blog is famous (yet!) The barista was several years behind me in high school, had a brother in my grade, and was in a musical with me. He looks very different but I, apparently, look exactly the same.Being served by people one knows is unnerving. I've experienced this dis-ease on both sides of the counter. Now that I'm the customer I'm thinking I'd love to catch up with this guy; I'd love to relax and get some coffee before I go back to work... but I can't do both at the same time.
If I were a little less socially awkward I'd
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