Mistaken Identity
Sometimes, mistaken identity is funny, like when Mike was a kid and ran into a guy that looked just like Willie Nelson, red bandanna, long hair, and smelled funny, and asked for an autograph. His dad, watching from a few feet away, laughed when a deep, resonating bass voice grumbled, “I ain’t no Willie, kid,” and the guy walked away. Sometimes, it’s embarrassing. Years later, Mike was at Macy’s one afternoon, shopping for his wife’s birthday. He asked a woman - whom he assumed to be the sales associate - about a bath robe, only to find out that she was actually the local news anchor doing a story about high-end shoplifting. She laughed at his sudden redness in the cheeks, and then he, too, laughed. Sometimes a mistaken identity is funny. Sometimes, mistaken identity will get you arrested. Wednesday started out like any other day of the week. Mike got up early and made coffee, letting it brew while he took the dog for a walk. At 6:30, a small group of kids were at the corner, waiti...