A couple of months ago, on facebook, I got a friend request from someone I didn't know. He was Rob Staeger, from Chicago, Illinois. Not many people have the same name as me, so I friended him. At first I thought of him as my evil twin, but then I realized: He's a tall blond guy, and I'm a short bald guy with a goatee. Who's really the evil one here?
So I made my peace with being an evil twin... until I got hit with the newest monkeywrench.
I got a notification that one of my facebook friends became facebook friends with another one of my facebook friends through the "people you may know" tool. These two guys are from totally different parts of my life, though they might have some similar interests. But I thought: How does Tom know Greg?
That's when I found out: He doesn't know my Greg at all. There's another Greg Miller in Chicago, Illinois. And he's tall and blond, as opposed to the short, bald, bearded Greg Miller I know.
Reality is collapsing upon itself. We are duplicating at an alarming rate. Soon, Robs and Gregs (and Jeffs and Andys and Chrisses and Tims and Bills and Toms) will be appearing in other cities -- redheaded ones in Knoxville, older versions in Milwaukee. A Pakistani version of us will apear in Paris; we'll all be lefthanded in Prague. We will crowd the planet with our expanding geekery. Nowhere is safe.
Fear the future.
Rob
Friday, November 28, 2008
Chicago is Bizarro Philly
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I know there are a lot more Greg Millers out there than there are likely to be Rob Staegers. The existence doesn't phase me. The fact that they know each other, however...
I actually met my double in person while I was in college. I was at a large outdoor party on Reunion weekend (I was still a student, but snuck into the party). I saw his nametag and thought, "I have to introduce myself." It turns out he was a lawyer in that town. He also looked nothing like me at all.
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