August 4: Four things I am not

1. Jewish
2. Lesbian
3. "Rachael"
4. The Jewish, possibly lesbian Rachael who apparently hangs out everywhere I do, just not at the same time, leading to lots of confusing conversations wherein people think they've already met me, or wherein friends think I ignored them when they saw "me" last week

The Jewish question has come up three times in the last week. But it was just last night that I found out that my long hidden doppelganger might be the lovely Jewish woman people think I am.

I've been friends with two Rachaels, one in fourth grade and one in college. Both of them were redheads. I've gathered from this that all Rachaels are redheads, and it confuses me when people call me Rachael (which has also, come to think of it, happened three times in the last week, though only one of those was a known overlap).

But that's okay. It's kind of fun. I can tell myself that it's not that people don't remember my name, they just think I'm somebody else--which is kind of neat. Plus, I have a free pass to ignore people I don't want to talk to. That was Rachael! Not me! I would totally have said hello!

Here are four other random things I am not:
1. A fan of Fleetwood Mac. Or mushrooms.
2. A flautist, which, if my mail is to be believed, is no longer the preferred term, and if you want to know why you should see New Fowler's Third. I do not have one, so I can't tell you what that's about.
3. Someone who should be drinking whiskey on weeknights.
4. Looking forward to having lunch with my assistant boss tomorrow, so we can brainstorm about ways I can suck less at my job. Goodie!