A man stopped me in the street and said, "Hey ... you're that man from television, aren't you?"
I was taken aback. Before I said anything he continued, "I've seen you on TV many times!"
"I assure you I have never been on TV," I said.
"Of course you have!" he confirmed enthusiastically, "can I have your autograph please? Here, can you sign this packet of corn flakes? It's all I have that can be signed on. I don't have an autograph book because I never meet famous people and celebrities."
"Look," I said gently, "I am not a famous celebrity. I am no body. You have me mistaken for someone else!"
"Of course you're on TV," he insisted, "you're on that program I can't remember what it's called. Last week you were talking about aubergines. I told my wife then I don't really like you. But now I met you, I'd like your autograph on this corn flakes packet!"
"I can't possibly sign a corn flakes packet. What do you want my signature for anyway? You've just said you don't like me, even though I am not me ... or rather, I am not the person under whose misconception you believe I am!" I said, pausing to take breath after such a long sentence.
"I can sell it on E Bay" he replied.
Now I tell you, I don't even know who this E Bay fellow is. Is he an autographs collector by any chance? It would be interesting to know how much my autograph would sell for. Or rather the autograph of the person I am supposed to be; seeing he has not even told me who it is he is imagining me to be.
I am often confused by people for someone else famous. I was once mistaken for Don Williams at a concert I attended in London, and on another occasion two young ladies were convinced I was Jennifer Aniston.
On neither occasion did I sign any autographs.
But this man insisted I signed his corn flakes package. To get rid of him I just scribbled something unreadable and he was pleased with that. He thanked me profusely and left.
I wonder who I am?
...the next thing you know, your picture will be a box of cornflakes.
ReplyDeleteThat's what I fear, Tom. I don't even look like a corn flake.
DeleteGod bless.
To tell the truth, I never considered selling an autograph. But I'm mighty happy to have yours inside your books!
ReplyDeleteWhat if I send you a hand-written letter which you can keep in one of my books? Write to me if this is OK.
DeleteBut beware: my autograph will never be worth anything to anyone.
God bless, Mevely.
I'd love that, Victor!
DeleteYou are who you are in the moment you are in...I have no idea what I am talking about. I am just rambling on.
ReplyDeleteSeriously. You are a kind man who makes us laugh and brings God into our lives. I would say that you are more famous than you realize.
God's Blessings Victor ✝
Thank you Jan for your kind words. I have just looked in the mirror ... for a moment ... and I can assure you I do not look like Jennifer Aniston. I hope God realises that and does not bless her instead of me!
DeleteGod bless, Jan.
Dearest Victor,
ReplyDeleteThat is another weird story and one wonders what is going on in people's minds nowadays!
Hugs,
Mariette
That's right, Mariette. I mean ... do you think I look like Don Williams or Jennifer Aniston? Or someone else on TV talking about aubergines?
DeleteGod bless you my friend.
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DeleteI wonder who you are, too! My goodness but you're popular!! Happy weekend!
ReplyDeleteMe popular? Even our cat runs up the curtains when he sees me. He doesn't like Jennifer Aniston!
DeleteBest wishes, Cathy. God bless.
That would leave me wondering who I was, too, Victor. :)
ReplyDeleteBlessings!
The man insisted he knew me from television.
DeleteGod bless, Martha.
The autograph man who doesn't know who he is. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's right, Bill. I've never been on TV nor have I talked about aubergines.
DeleteGod bless you.
You don't seem like the aubergine type. It would have been more believable if the man had said you were talking about Guinness on television.
ReplyDeleteToo right, Kathy. I don't like aubergines so much. It shows the man was truly mistaken. I wonder who he meant I looked like.
DeleteGod bless always.
What an amusing story. I ebjoyed the read. Thank you. Have ablest day, Victor
ReplyDeleteThank you Nells. I'm so pleased you liked this story.
DeleteGod bless.
That is too funny - wonder who you are!
ReplyDeleteI am not the aubergine man. That much I know.
DeleteGod bless, Happyone.
The aubergine man ... it sounds intriguing :)
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
Must be some cooking show on TV. Definitely not me!
DeleteGod bless, Jan.
If you can cook aubergines as well as the restaurant up the street, i will want your recipe, at least.
ReplyDeleteMaybe the man mistook me for the man in the restaurant up your street!
DeleteGod bless you, Mimi.