Working when its a holiday for almost everyone else is bad enough. But do you know what takes the cake? Its when the security does not allow you to enter the building saying the badge I have is not mine. Wonder of wonders, I should say. God knows I shouldn’t blame him for that. Who won’t get confused when I change my appearance ( on the face ) every now and then? When I took the photograph for the photo id I had a french beard. Now I am clean shaven. That does NOT mean I am not recognizable anymore. It’s almost like the Indian movies where the hero wears a false mustache and lo! he is a new man altogether, where nobody recognizes him as the same guy (although everyone who watches him on the silver screen knows its the same guy). Man (woman), give me a break.
I am sure glad that the security guy did not ask me for my driving license. That sure would have shot my chances of getting into the office today. Only my close friends and family can find the similarities between the guy on the DL and me.
The only difference that I see is you are exactly the same as you used to be…Difference by The Wallflowers.
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