The other night, I was going downtown to meet some friends for dinner. As I circled the block looking for a parking place, I approached a stoplight that had just turned red. One car was already stopped at the light in the lane next to mine. As I pulled up next to this car, I thought, “Hey, that looks like Carey’s car… and that’s him, sitting there in the driver’s seat.” I was looking straight at him and grinning as I stopped my car right beside him. It was about the time that he looked over at me when I realized that wasn’t Carey. I quickly averted my gaze past this unknown guy, and then I did the only thing I could possibly do in that situation:
I faked a cell phone call.
I pulled my phone from my pocket, glanced at the (blank) screen, pushed a random button and said, “Hello? …Hey, how are you?” About this time, the light turned green, and the stranger and I parted ways.
What a doofus (me, not him).
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