Anyone familiar with Facebook and it’s branches of social networkingknows that this week has been declared “Celecbrity Doppelganger Week.” Whatever the fuck that means.

(Quick Dictionary Lookup)

Doppelganger -noun- a ghostly counterpart of a living person.

So I’m sitting at lunch with my peers earlier this week, doing what all lawyers do at lunch (and against my personal rules), bitch about their cases. When someone turned the lunch talk towards the growing trend of celebrity faces appearing on their Facebook photos. I had noticed a few here and there, but I really don’t check the ol’ Facebook enough to even know what the hell was going on.

“Doppelganger week,” said one lady, “Your celebrity doppelganger”

Time Out! I’m a lawyer, I consider myself smart, but there is ONE thing I suck at, and for a good reason. SAT words. Using BIG words in phrases like “The virulence of those berries can be pernicious” instead of “Those berries are extremely poisonous, you’ll die!!” will be the difference between life and death when one is close to consuming the attractively red berries when stranded on a desert island or something. So after that test 10+ years ago, I’ve made it a goal to forget them.

Believe it or not though, a good majority of the people in my office use terms like that when discussing a case with a client who probably reads at a 4th grade level. TIME IN

“What the hell is a doppelganger, ” I replied.

“It’s someone that looks like you”

“Can’t you just say look-a-like”

“Yes, but that wouldn’t be fun”

“You’re right, using a word that sounds like something Dr. Suess would have the Lorax use makes it sound so intelligent. Especially on Facebook.”

So they began to question me on who mine would be. It’s obvious. I look just like the guy. Or I should say, he looks just like me. But one day, I’ll meet that mofo, trade spots with him for one week, and have a VERY similar gig with a much higher payrate…

While I don’t have the perfect picture to illustrate it, we have the same features, mannerisms, and even similar voices. I’ve had people ask me on three different occasions if I was this person. Once by three trick-or-treaters, once at the Post Office, and once at the airport. My mother who had no clue who he was called me one time while watching a game screaming how I look just like him…

I present to you…My Doppelganger.

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