The funniest case of person mis-identification you had or saw?

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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My first college class out of high school, I saw a really good friend’s doppelganger. I was really excited to see a familiar face in an unfamiliar school. This guy had the same height, body shape, hair cut (or lack thereof), wore the same clothes and listened to the same type of obscure music. I figured out it wasn’t him during roll call when he answered to a different name. Fortunately, it was before I could make a fool out of myself.

You know, they say doppelgangers are bad luck. I ended up dropping out of that place in a year or so.

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Back in the day I had shoulder length hair…

So I was at a casino playing slots with a lady friend and not really paying any attention to a floor show on a stage nearby. There was a Rod Stewart impersonator crooning away, and at some point he took his wireless mike out into the crowd to croon directly to the little old ladies around the stage. My back is turned to the whole thing.

I felt an arm drape around my shoulder and I think it’s my lady friend, so I turn to talk to her, and fake Rod is leering at me from about 3 inches away. I SCREAMED! “AAAHHHH!”

Fake Rod screamed, “AAAHHHHH!” Coming at me from behind, he saw my long hair and assumed I was a woman he could sing a romantic ballad to. When I turned around, he saw I was a guy.

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I was flying to Zürich (on the way to Moscow) my right after my senior year of high school.

When I handed my boarding pass to the gate attendant she stopped me and said, “I loved you in that movie.”

My brain didn’t quite comprehend what she was saying and I think I voiced something like, “Durh, awaht?” She was undeterred by my eloquent rebuttal and continued, “You know, that Movie! The one where you stuck your thing in that Pie!”

“Oh, um, I’ve never been in a movie.”

“Yes you were! I recognize you. You’re that guy from that movie, what’s that movie?”

“American Pie?”

“YES! Hey, you’re that guy from American Pie, right? I’ve always been good with faces.”

“No, ma’am, I’m not Jason Biggs. Look at my boarding pass, and my passport.”

“Oh, ya’ll movie stars are always traveling under incognitos*. But don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone if you just give me your autograph.”

“But I’m not…”

“Here you go, just give me your autograph. My sister is going to kill me! Movie stars riding on my planes!”

“Um…” I scribbled something on her paper and boarded the plane.

My friends still think it’s hilarious to call me Jason. Unfortunately any small resemblance between us has faded as he got all muscley and I got rather flabby.

  • Yes, she used the phrase “under incognitos.” It struck me as funny then, and, after 8 years, yep, still funny.
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When I was in junior high, I thought I had two classes with a girl named “Linda.” Linda and I were in the same band class together and we also took Spanish together. On the first day of Spanish class, we were all encouraged to take Spanish names, so “Linda” was known as “Marisol” in that class.

Then one day about six months later I was riding the bus home and saw TWO “Lindas” walking down the street together! You can see where this is going, right? The girl in band class was the authentic “Linda.” The girl I knew in Spanish class as “Marisol” was her identical twin “Jane.” I had interacted with these girls for six months all the while thinking they were the same person.

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I once asked a random stranger behind me in line for fries if I could have a dollar. Then I said, “Um, you’re not Jody.” She offered me the dollar anyway. Nice lady. (I didn’t take it.)

My mom’s friend - let’s call her Rosy - went prematurely white haired at about 30, and looks remarkably like her mother, who we’ll call Lily. Both live in Colorado, but have family and friends scattered through the Midwest. Rosy was at a wedding in Indiana, and had a totally surreal conversation with someone she’d never met, until she realized what was going on, and said, “Oh, dear. You have me confused with my mother, Lily,” whereupon the stranger was mortified, and Rosy reassured her that it happens all the time, and it’s not a problem.

Ten minutes later, Rosy is exiting the bathroom, and said stranger comes up to her furtively and says, “Oh, Lily. I’m just so embarrassed. I spent five minutes talking to your daughter Rosy and never noticed it wasn’t you. I so hope I didn’t offend her!”

Rosy, who is a class act if there ever was one, assured the stranger that she was just pretty sure Rosy wouldn’t mind, and then sped off to a quiet corner where she laughed till she cried. No one knows if the poor woman ever caught up to Lily that night and noticed she was wearing different clothes.

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I am a tall, muscular guy with standard Western European features. When I was in college, I had long hair and normally wore a motorcycle jacket.

One afternoon, my buddy Jeff saw a guy with pretty similar features, my hairstyle and a matching jacket. Of course he called out some kind of disparaging remark about my mom, sexual orientation, legitimacy or other topic guys will use when talking shit to each other and inviting each other to lunch.

I would have gladly given Jeff a witty retort and had a burger with him. This guy gave him a black eye. Jeff said the resemblance between the two of us was so close it wasn’t until the guy was about five feet away and closing in quickly that he realized his mistake, too late to apologize.

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It’s doubly funny with this.

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THIS is GOLD!

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This one happened to me:

I was going to a staff meeting, and as I was heading to take a seat, I hear one my bosses calling “Roy, Roy!”. Well, my name isn’t Roy, so I continue to my seat. It isn’t until I turn around, and see that he is calling to me. So I say, “I’m not Roy, I am Arthur.”

That is when he comes up with this gem, “No, you’re not Arthur, you’re Roy. Come here.”:smack:

Luckily everybody else knew who I was, and pointed out Roy coming in the door just then.

The only resemblance between Roy and I were we both wore glasses and had goatees.

That boss and I became pretty close after that, he never forgot my name again :smiley:

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Witnessed:

I was up in a catwalk, installing some equipment for a Microsoft booth at a tradeshow. One of our crew members was late, and I saw him heading for the booth. In the middle of the booth, he spots “Peg”, another member of our crew on the floor, sorting through some things. So as he passes her, he grabs her ponytail and gives it a playful yank… Except it wasn’t Peg. It was one of Microsoft’s staff. I had a bird’s eye view of the whole thing, and could not stop laughing for 30 minutes. I had no idea that a person’s eyes could get bigger than their head like his did.

Had happen to me:

I was working a show when some guy walked up to me and said “hey”. I said hello and kept doing what I was doing. Eventually I realized he was still standing there. “Is my spotlight here?” he asked.
“I dunno. Should it be?”
“Aren’t you hereto deliver it?”
“No.”
“Didn’t I just talk order a spotlight from you?”
“No.”
“But… I just saw you at the shop…”
“Oh! You prolly mean my brother, Lucky.”

FTR, Lucky is not my brother, but we look remarkably alike, and we work in the same business. We’ve actually got a bunch of people in town convinced that we are actually brothers because we go ahead and rib each other about Mom and stuff whenever we see each other.