Eeek!

Today at work, something a little strange happened. I was making my rounds of "Can I help you find anything?" and trying to car-salesman birthday club memberships onto poor innocent parents when I come across this youngish fellow in the action figure department who asks me if I have a myspace page.

Apparently, the fellow had heard from a female friend about an anecdote in which a certain toy store employee had a conversation with a fellow about Nightwing.

So, yeah, pretty sure that's me. What a moment of cognitive dissonance. Unfortunately work called, so I couldn't really get a chance to chat or anything.

That's the first time that's ever happened to me, honestly. I mean, I'm not terribly hard to find, I reckon, as there really is only ONE toy store in the East Lansing/Okemos area. (I avoid the name only because the company has a specific policy toward blogging that if the employee self-identifies as working for this particular franchise, they have to post a disclaimer with the whole "the opinions expressed here are not shared by the company" sort of thing and I'm way too lazy for that.) My real name's not hard to find either, I guess.

Still, this is the first time real life and blogging life ever really collided for me. (Meeting blogging folks at conventions isn't quite the same). The only people I know in real life who read the blog are people who know me already.

I did have a moment of panic though in the "Oh hell, is there anything on this blog that could get me fired?!" sort of way. Just in case. :-)

It was definitely weird, but a bit of a boost to the ego. Secondhand recognition! I feel almost famous right this moment. Heh!