wha chu talk bout cuba divin?

Last night at work I was told by two teenage black girls that I "look like Justin Timberlake with longer hair." The only reason I even mentioned that the girls were black is because this isn't the first time I've been told that I look like a white celebrity that I in no way resemble by a black family--not too long ago I had another black family tell me I look like a white Usher. The best part is when the girls left they blew me kisses and said they'd be back to see me.

In all honestly, it really brightened up my day. This weekend kinda blew and that was about the best part....therefore I blog about it. Jesus Christ, is this really what my life has come to?