Comment I Met My Doppelgänger (Score 1) 142
I actually met the guy. He looks exactly like me and has a tall lean build just like me as well. Here's the story best as i can type it. This absolutely true but no one really believes me so i don't tell it anymore to avoid the 'yep, you've finally gone nutzo looks'.
In the early '90s i moved up to Toronto, where after work i would often go to a well known local bar. It was a bit of a rough one, no real problems tho with cheap beer and good country music. Some months later a girl i had never met before comes up to me and says her guy friend looks exactly like me and he wants to see me. I just figured sure honey, i hear all kinds of crazy ass talk in this bar, so of course i just forgot about it.
A couple weeks later i'm back at the bar after work and this guy walks up and says something like, "hey we look exactly alike, i look just like you". I looked up and holy smokes he did too!!, Kinda weird, felt like i was looking into a live mirror. Well it was interesting for a few minutes until it turned out we were quite people different people. I am a basic working stiff, no angel but i stay mostly within the law. No jail time ever, just fines and silly stuff when i was younger.
My Evil Twin not so much. Turns out he is a thug type, and attempted to strong arm me for my ID. He was gonna beat me if i didn't hand it over. There was brief face off (no pun intended) after i refused and he eventually walked out empty handed. Never saw him again, tho i regularly went to the same bar for a couple years following.
Story doesn't end yet. About a year or two after this, I had moved to a different part of town and was walking home past the shops on a main street when i saw three or four guys about my age hanging around in front of a shop. They sorta looked at me as walked and as i looked over, one guy jumps up and says "hey!, how's it going?". I says "pretty good" and kept walking, but he steps up and says to me, "I remember you from the Don Jail" (the major detention jail in Town), and "yah, you're all right" then proceeds to ask me if want to buy any pills. I just said nope, i'm broke, gotta meet the old lady and kept on walking.
That's the story