The other day at work the dude who sits in the cube behind me (you know, the one who loves oBAMa, all things American Idol, and most recently the Phillies) asked me whether or not anyone had ever told me that I look like Cole Hamels. I looked at him quizzically (as I often do) and was ready to dismiss the question as crazy talk. I responded in the negative yet he persisted "No, for real, like, he could be your brother or something. Seriously, where were you born? You born in San Diego?".
Turns out crazy cube dude had led off what would be a string of people telling me how much I look like Cole Hamels and wondering if we were of relation.
Not trusting the mirror, I looked into the photo archives to see if there was a likeness. To my dismay, I am no longer baffled by these questions. I look like a dude. Judge for yourself:
Cole Hamels in a dress?
Carly Pumpkin in a Phillies costume?
Maybe if more than 7 people read my blog I could get tickets to the world series or at least be featured on the local news.
