The checkout guy at Whole Foods the other day reminded me of my high school crush. He looked exactly like him and I kept looking right at him as though I expected him to recognize me too, but of course he didn't, because he wasn't my high school crush, just his doppelganger.
And I walked out, bag of groceries in hand, feeling sort of offended, like he had slighted me by not recognizing me. It's so strange when someone looks/feels entirely familiar to you and yet this sentiment isn't reciprocated.
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