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As an aside; Larry's story reminded me of something that actually happened just a few weeks ago.
Wifey and I were meeting for lunch at one of our favorite haunts. She knew I was going to get there before she did, so, when she came thru the door, she looked around and spotted "me" sitting beside the fireplace...head down...dialing out on "my" cell. So, she saunters up to "me" and says, "Hi, big boy...would you like to have lunch with me?" "I" looked up at wifey and said, "Absolutely. But, if I can't shake her, would you mind if my wife joined us?" Wifey was mortified to discover HE wasn't ME!
When she saw where I was seated, she came over to the table all read-faced and told me the tale. Well, you know me...I never could leave well enough alone...so, I walked over to the fireplace...found the guy (who actually did look a lot like me BTW...especially so with his head down, I would imagine...'poor guy...'dressed similar, too), and I said, "I understand you, sir, want to have lunch with my wife?" The guy looked a bit stunned for a nanosecond (until he saw the smirk on my face) and then he and his wife both burst out laughing.
They ended up seated only a couple tables from us, so, we ended up bantering back and forth the whole time we were there. On our way out, I made it a point to stop right beside their table...at which point I asked wifey, "Now, are you going home with him or me?"
'True story.
Wifey is still embarrassed over that.
