Agonotheta

Call Me Snake

March 23, 2005

Yesterday I had to drop something off to my sister at her work during my lunch. She's a stylist in a hair salon, so while I waited I introduced myself to the pretty blonde receptionist staring at me behind the counter.

She was very cute and had an even cuter British accent when she said that I look just like a friend of hers in England.

She even laughed when I made the obligatory "he must be good looking" joke.

"Yeah, I haven't seen Snake in years now. We dated for several years," she said.

"Snake! That's his name?" I replied.

"Yeah, I don't even think I know his real name, but seriously, you look exactly like him," she said staring at me, or rather, through me as if remembering the good times.

This got me thinking, I may have better luck with women if my name is Snake. So from now on, call me Snake.