I'm Evil

I got a text today that read...

"You lookalike just helped me out. I put my books up on train then couldn't reach them again. He had to get them for me. What a nice man your lookalike is. Well done."

We all think that out there somewhere there might be a double for us, maybe a long lost relative, maybe even an evil twin. But let me tell you, it's a dark day when you realise you don't have an evil twin, you ARE the evil twin.

I guess the signs were there. I spend most of my 'me time' sat in a swivel chair stroking a cat, and I rent an underground layer.