Paging Dr. Wembley

I was browsing around Kensington Market this afternoon. As I walked into Exile (20 Kensington Avenue), the lovely salesgirl looked at me and giggled. When I asked what it was, she said that after the last time I had come in the store (3 weeks ago, I was looking for some surgical scrubs for my medical party) she and her co-workers had decided that I was a soap opera star. I thought she meant that I resembled an actor on General Hospital or something, but when I queried as to who it was she said, “No – we created a fake persona for you.” Apparently they called me Dr. Kendall Wembley, and then made up a brief but detailed backstory for my character. As it goes, I am currently in a coma, and my twin brother has just arrived on the scene (also played by me) who may or may not actually be my twin sister. Whew!

I wasn’t sure whether to be flattered or frightened.