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Last night whilst in H&M in Manchester, a guy mistook me for a mannequin
is actually true. I was waiting for my girlfriend at the bottom of the escaltors as she was coming down. A guy approached me from behind and flicked my hat. Then, horrified, he realised I was actually real. He was very apologetic, his girlfriend nearly pissed her knickers
I can’t say that I’ve been mistaken for an inanimate object before, but a lot of people do seem to make the mistake of thinking that I’m a shop assistant. It’s probably because I look fed up and am bad at hiding my revulsion and disdain for members of the public.
Or, I need to loosen up a bit
I was wearing a blue shirt and tie an popped in on the way home from work. I got berated for something. It's happened more than once.
I took a message for my dad on the phone, my dad rings back and the other man says 'oh yeah I was just speaking to your little boy earlier.'
quite a lot of times
The type of town I grew up in made this not that unusual.
the scary thing is, there probably are a few people around who were dads at 13
I have a brother and sister that are twins, they were born when I was thirteen. Took them to the cinema once and the woman serving us was like, 'oh is dad taking you to watch a film?'.
Is he fuck, he's at home. How old do you think I look?!
That's like when I was nannying when I was 18-19 and people would say that my kids were really lovely-ALL THREE OF THEM. It would have meant I'd started having them aged 12. Christ.
and I know that this has happened a few times!
so they must mistake me as being some sort of cunt.
i was working in a shop and two plain clothes officers came in and stood up at the front window watching for some shit to go down. i was standing watching them and two uniform guys came in. after a few minutes a call came over the radio and the uniform to the left of my handed my the radio and said "they want a progress up date sir".
i burst out laughing
'Romeo Victor. This is Alpha Tango 3. WE NEED MORE TOILETRIES IN AISLE 7. I REPEAT. MORE TOILETRIES TO AISLE 7. Tango 3 out'
'That's received. You're R5'
I used to work at Caffe Nero, and having quite long hair I always used to have blokes tap me on the shoulder thinking I was a girl, going 'excuse me love...' and then asking me whatever they were gonna ask. My favourite thing was to put on a proper butch Mr-T man voice, turn round and go 'Yes, darling?'. Quite entertaining.
One guy immediately turned around and walked away without saying a word. Maybe he was thinking of asking me out
we sound the same and it used to confuse the hell out of her ex on the phone hahahah. My nan has trouble telling us apart sometimes which can lead to much confusion.
I explained that although I'm a bit of a cunt, I'm not THAT much of a cunt.
I really don't get this. You look fuck all like him!
I got stopped by 3 people who wanted to buy drugs off me. Apparently I am the spitting image of 'John' who will 'sort you out'. Amusingly (and reassuringly) after they realised their mistake they didn't give me any hassle at all.
I played a show in Leeds once and had a really fucking awful cold. Went to the bogs to blow my nose, and came out with the sniffles, rubbing my nose. One young kid was in there saw this, and latr on came up to me and was like 'You play in that band? Were you doing coke in the bogs? Wow! Can I buy some off you?'
I was like, 'no, but you can have some fucking Lemsip.'
People in bands = drugs. Obviously