Have you ever been mistaken for someone else? What happened?

All the time. I seem to be one of those people whose face changes every week. I've had friends tell me after not seeing me for a week or so, "If I had passed you on the street today, I wouldn't have recognized you." I take it as a sign of personal evolution. That or I'm just an energetic chameleon.

I'm currently being mistaken daily for another court employee by a new judge. What am I supposed to say? "Umm... your Honor? You're wrong!!!"  Don't think so.

I remember one time when I was about 15 or 16, I was riding in the car with my mother down a main street in Escondio -- my hometown -- a few blocks from my father's place of business. We came to a stop light, looked left, and this younger man and woman -- around their 30s, I'd say -- were gawking at me with strained expressions, the driver literally leaning over the passenger to get a better look, as if trying to discern if I was their long lost brother.

It was a bit awkward but it made me feel important.