“You look so familiar,” some guy says to me while we’re in line at Starbucks, “Are you a well-known writer?”
I give the guy a huge smile. Inside, my mind is all like, “FLWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I LOOK LIKE A WRITER!!! THAT’S, LIKE, HALF THE BATTLE, RIGHT??????”
Some of the crazy must’ve slipped out because he backpedals and runs away before I say a single word.