No other place to put this but I think my wife has this rare disease called
Prosopagnosia (a disorder of face perception where the ability to recognize faces is impaired, while the ability to recognize other objects may be relatively intact). Or some strange off-shoot of it. Maybe even the opposite but whatever it is she's pretty damn weird.
Example #1: SHE CONSTANTLY SEES PEOPLE WE KNOW BUT IT TURNS OUT NOT TO BE THEM.
Most recent example was when we were sitting in this hotel bar a few weeks ago.
Her: That guy over there...isn't that Daniel whatshisname?
Me: Who? What?
Her: You know, your old friend Daniel that I used to work with. He played drums in that salsa band?
Me: Daniel Torres? Where?
Her: Yeah. Over there in the blue shirt.
Me: No. That's not him.
Her: Are you sure?
Me: 100% positive.
10 minutes goes by
Her: Are you sure that's not Daniel? I looks just like him.
Me: Ehhh...sort of but not that much.
Her: I think it's him.
Me: OK, see how he's as tall or taller than the other 3 guys in that group he's with?
Her: Yeah
Me: Daniel is about 5'6" at the most. That dude in blue is almost 6 foot.
Her: I still think it could be him.
Me: It's not. Drink your wine and stop looking around.
Another recent example:
We're driving through a not-so-nice part of town.
Her: Oh! Is that Tony over there?
Me: Tony who?
Her: Tony Swanson
Me: Where?
Her: Over there at the bus stop.
Me: Yeah. That's not Tony.
Her: Are you sure?
Me: Yes. That guy has hair. Tony's been shaving his head since 1995.
Her: Hmmmm
Me: And what would Tony Swanson, who owns his own insurance agency and has a $800,000 house, be doing at a city bus stop wearing a t-shirt that says 'Hubba-Hubba' on it?
Her: Well I looks a lot like him.
Oh yeah. A HUGE PERCENTAGE OF THE AMERICAN MALE POPULATION LOOKS LIKE HER BROTHER.
Basically if you are a white dude, 20-40 years of age, at least 30 lbs too heavy and have a beard or goatee you look like my brother in law. And my wife will make sure she tells you AND me.
Not to play into her game but
sort of like this guy from ER. At least once every 2 or 3 months my wife will say to me "Doesn't that guy look like my brother?" or "This new guy at work looks just like Jeremiah". The other day my son's friend came over. He started growing a beard. 10 seconds after he walks in the door the wife says "Wow Ken...you look just like my brother."
Ken says "Really? Is that a good thing?"
I wanted to say "No. She says that to every 15th guy she knows or meets. And her brother is a neo-hippy deadbeat that apparently grows medicinal marijuana for a 'job'."
THE IMDB AND I ARE A RAPEY DICKMITTEN
There are two related phenomenons going on here.
1. She constantly screws up who certain people are on TV shows and movies.
Her: Isn't that the guy that was in that baseball movie you like?
Me: Who? Which baseball movie?
Her: That one about Mickey Mantle. That guy playing the detective.
Me: Oh..."61". Wait, you mean that guy right there?
Her: Yeah.
Me: No. He wasn't in "61".
Her: Yeah he was. He played the other guy.
Me: You're thinking of Barry Pepper. He played Roger Maris. That guy right there isn't Barry Pepper.
Her: Yes it is!
Me: OK.
Her: I'm not wrong! Look it up.
Me: OK (clicky clickity click)
Me: Yeah. Barry Pepper didn't play a detective who had 3 lines on SVU in Jan 2011.
Her: I swear that's him.
2. She 'recognizes' people that are nobodies.
Her: Who is that actress?
Me: Which one?
Her: The blond one. The one playing the hotel manager.
Me: I have no idea.
Her: Oh it's bugging me. She's been in something else. I know it.
(repeat this a couple of times)
Me: I honestly don't recognize her.
Her: Look it up.
Me: Really?
Her: Yeah.
Me: (clicky click) Hit the info and tell me what the name of this episode is.
Her: 'Blue Friday'
Me: OH...ummmm here it is: 'Sharon the manager' (clicky click)
Me: She really hasn't been in anything.
Her: Tell me.
Me: She's been in this, 1 episode of 'Bones' (which we don't watch) and some Canadian educational/safety film.
Her: That's it?
Me: That's it.
Her: I know I've seen her in something.
Me: Did you ever see 'The Dangers of Huffing Syrup'?
Her: No
Me: Well I don't know then.