I recently found myself in REI, one of my favorite stores. I was rung out by a tall pretty blond woman who politely asked if I was going out to the woods soon. I replied that I was always going out to the woods, and handed her one of my business cards.
She looked at it and said, “Oh, you’re that guy.”
Slightly concerned, I evasively replied, “I might be that guy.”
Apparently, she was familiar with my card. She told me that whenever I come in, she finds one of my cards on their bulletin boards.
“That’s not true,” I refuted, “I don’t always put one up. I try to be polite about it.”
We exchanged smiles, and I left.