Fiona was feel a little schlubby this Saturday morning. She wanted a snack and nothing in her house appealed so she rolled out of her house, still in her pajamas, which had little puppies on them. She had bought them years ago and they showed their wear and tear, but they were comfortable so who gave a shit? It wasn't like people went to the Walgreens on the corner in evening gowns or anything. She'd get her snack and go back to bed to binge some Netflix.
As she browsed the aisles of junk food, she noticed a woman kept turning her head to look at her. Fiona tried to ignore her, but the woman just kept staring. Fiona moved a little farther away, trying to get some distance. She noticed the woman not-so-sneakily take out her phone and snap a picture. Fiona rolled her eyes internally. Yes, she was a grown woman wearing pajamas in public, how hilarious. Luckily the woman left her alone after that and she could continue her leisurely browsing of the salty, sweet, and delicious.
She went up tot he counter to pay for the bag of chips she'd ultimately picked out. The cashier seemed to be staring at her and moving extra slowly. Fiona didn't want to say anything, it was a Saturday and it must be shit job to ring up people having a lazy day in when you had to work.
"Sorry, it's just," the cashier suddenly blurted out, "are you Georgia Hammerton? I'm a huge fan."
Fiona blinked. She had never heard of this Georgia Hammerton and wondered if this was some sort of elaborate prank. "Uh," Fiona began, not sure how to respond. After all, if you don't know who someone is, how are you supposed to take a physical resemblance?
"Don't worry," said the cashier winking, "I know everyone likes their privacy. I won't say anything."
Fiona decided it was just best to reply, "Thanks."
The cashier beamed at her through the rest of the transaction. Fiona politely smiled back and went to walk home. When she stepped outside the Walgreens she was shocked to find a crowd of people with cameras and smartphones all looking at her.
"Georgia! Georgia! Over here!"
"Georgia! Who are you wearing?"
"Is a this a new look? Pajama chic?"
Fiona just raised her hand in front of her face and tried to push her way through the crowd, but they just followed her. There was a gaggle of people she took to be fans along with the paparazzi.
"Georgia! I love your work. It means so much to me!"
"Georgia we saw someone post that you were here on reddit and we came right away! I can't believe it's you!"
"Can I have your autograph?"
"Would you sign my cat?"
That last one got Fiona walking faster to get home. She couldn't believe it was taking this long to get home. She had only wanted a quick snack to enhance her lazy Saturday. She never expected a mob mistaking her for someone named Georgia Hammerton. Although, she did feel a bit complimented to be mistaken for a celebrity with such a following. She held her head a bit higher as she continued her rush home.
Finally, she managed to get inside her home and shut out the crowd who was still calling for Georgia. She locked her door and went upstairs. Quickly drawing her curtains she settled down on her bed and propped her laptop on her crossed legs. She popped open her bag of chips and grabbed some before googling this mysterious Georgia Hammerton.
She blinked at the results. Georgia Hammerton, while, according to all of the text about her, a beloved comedian who committed a lot of her time and money to admirable charities was a rather messy looking woman. Her hair was always in a rats nest and her eyes looked constantly bloodshot. She even seemed unable to have good posture.
Fiona groaned. Of course this was the celebrity people mistook her for. She pulled up Netflix and opened Georgia Hammerton's stand-up special.
"Alright, let's hope I'm funny."
(Prompt by Sonia Soto)
As she browsed the aisles of junk food, she noticed a woman kept turning her head to look at her. Fiona tried to ignore her, but the woman just kept staring. Fiona moved a little farther away, trying to get some distance. She noticed the woman not-so-sneakily take out her phone and snap a picture. Fiona rolled her eyes internally. Yes, she was a grown woman wearing pajamas in public, how hilarious. Luckily the woman left her alone after that and she could continue her leisurely browsing of the salty, sweet, and delicious.
She went up tot he counter to pay for the bag of chips she'd ultimately picked out. The cashier seemed to be staring at her and moving extra slowly. Fiona didn't want to say anything, it was a Saturday and it must be shit job to ring up people having a lazy day in when you had to work.
"Sorry, it's just," the cashier suddenly blurted out, "are you Georgia Hammerton? I'm a huge fan."
Fiona blinked. She had never heard of this Georgia Hammerton and wondered if this was some sort of elaborate prank. "Uh," Fiona began, not sure how to respond. After all, if you don't know who someone is, how are you supposed to take a physical resemblance?
"Don't worry," said the cashier winking, "I know everyone likes their privacy. I won't say anything."
Fiona decided it was just best to reply, "Thanks."
The cashier beamed at her through the rest of the transaction. Fiona politely smiled back and went to walk home. When she stepped outside the Walgreens she was shocked to find a crowd of people with cameras and smartphones all looking at her.
"Georgia! Georgia! Over here!"
"Georgia! Who are you wearing?"
"Is a this a new look? Pajama chic?"
Fiona just raised her hand in front of her face and tried to push her way through the crowd, but they just followed her. There was a gaggle of people she took to be fans along with the paparazzi.
"Georgia! I love your work. It means so much to me!"
"Georgia we saw someone post that you were here on reddit and we came right away! I can't believe it's you!"
"Can I have your autograph?"
"Would you sign my cat?"
That last one got Fiona walking faster to get home. She couldn't believe it was taking this long to get home. She had only wanted a quick snack to enhance her lazy Saturday. She never expected a mob mistaking her for someone named Georgia Hammerton. Although, she did feel a bit complimented to be mistaken for a celebrity with such a following. She held her head a bit higher as she continued her rush home.
Finally, she managed to get inside her home and shut out the crowd who was still calling for Georgia. She locked her door and went upstairs. Quickly drawing her curtains she settled down on her bed and propped her laptop on her crossed legs. She popped open her bag of chips and grabbed some before googling this mysterious Georgia Hammerton.
She blinked at the results. Georgia Hammerton, while, according to all of the text about her, a beloved comedian who committed a lot of her time and money to admirable charities was a rather messy looking woman. Her hair was always in a rats nest and her eyes looked constantly bloodshot. She even seemed unable to have good posture.
Fiona groaned. Of course this was the celebrity people mistook her for. She pulled up Netflix and opened Georgia Hammerton's stand-up special.
"Alright, let's hope I'm funny."
(Prompt by Sonia Soto)
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