The Doppelganger


Last week, I got a fairly strange email. It was addressed to me from the Haley Family, who, I’m assuming from the email, live somewhere in Eureka, CA. Unless there’s another Eureka here in the US, I haven’t really taken the time to check that out. Anyways, Jeff, who I can only guess is the dad, apologizes to me for not having responded in a year. That’s all fine and dandy, except I have no freaking clue who he is. He then tells me he bought a new bike recently, and asks me what kind of bike I ride. I wasn’t even aware that I had a motorcycle license, much less a motorcycle.

I live in the Middle East? And I own a motorcycle?! Crazy!!!

I live in the Middle East? And I own a motorcycle?! Crazy!!!

After reading this email, I can safely guess I have a counterpart somewhere in the Middle East (my guess would be Dubai), who is also named Tim Monzon. It kinda makes me wonder…

So what does he look like? How old is he? Could there be a chance we’re related? It’s pretty weird knowing that there’s a guy halfway around the world who could be mistaken for you. I don’t know any other Monzons outside of my immediate family. Any other Monzons I’ve heard of are usually spanish, so that pretty much rules out relation. I find it all kind of interesting.

Then there’s my other theory: someone’s attempting to steal my identity. Wasn’t there a movie with a plot like that? It escapes my mind at the moment.

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