Lesson #1170 - Mistaken Identity

Probably the most earnest and enthusiastic person to stop at my table at SPX was a guy who I saw march up the aisle and stop directly in front of me with wide, happy eyes.

"Wow, I can't believe it's you!" he told me, and stuck out his hand.

I smiled, shook his hand, and said, "Yes, it's me."

"I am a huge fan of your work. The fullness of it, I just love everything about it."

"Well, thank you, very much. I really appreciate that," I responded, as we were still shaking hands.

Then he cocked his head slightly, and he still had my hand but stopped shaking it. "You're Evan Dahm, right?"

"Um, no. He's Evan, the guy right to my left."

"Oh," the guy said, still holding my hand. Then, after a pause: "Who are you?"