July 21, 2005
Mistaken Mistaken Identity
NP: Waltham, Waltham
I ended up running into a woman on my Tuesday night soccer team last night when I stopped by my physical therapist's place of employ to get some big rubber bands that should help with my "impinged rotator cuff." Except I was talking to her for about five minutes until she finally revealed that she didn't just bear an uncanny resemblance to somebody I play soccer with, but actually was somebody I play soccer with.
Context is everything. It's like the first time you run into a co-worker outside of work. You can't reconcile them with the new surroundings, so oftentimes you assume they're someone else. At least I do, but then I seem to recall several childhood instances of saying hi to people who weren't who I thought they were. Maybe I'm scarred for life or something.
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