My Alter Ego

I have an alter ego. Her name is Jade. She knows Kung Fu and she is an accountant/doctor/paralegal.

The nice Starbucks kid puts “Jade” on my cup after me repeating “JaNe” several times–and suddenly I am Jade. I have a feeling if anyone ever heard Jade’s name wrong, she would give them hell for it. But Jane? Jane does nothing. Because Jane knows it’s futile to lose her shit a the Starbucks kid who probably had to open at 5 am in the morning. So Jane keeps her mouth shut.

I’d really like to meet this Jade one day just so I can tell her to stop pretending to be me. 

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