My name is not Ben.....
Well, I have known this guy named "Ben" for well over a year. We met at the disco, went out for coffee once or twice and then settled into the friendly "say hi and smile" when we saw each other with an occasional conversation.
Well.....last night I was out with Zori and her friend Oscar, and bumped into "Ben". Did the normal smile and "hello" and we kept going our separate ways. Later in the evening I was feeling like the third wheel with Zori and Oscar so I decided to take a stroll around the bar to see who I could see (I normally have a few friends hanging out there on the weekends) Well, got into a conversation with "Ben". Ended up coming back to my place to listen to music - that's it - lets get your mind out of the gutter here folks! Well, during our interesting conversation about American, Kosovo (thats where he is originally from) the war there, Clinton, Bush, family etc he pulls out the bomb shell. "My name is not Ben....its Avni" Huh? WTF? I've known you for a year, you told me your name was Ben, you call yourself Ben.....just who are you?
Turns out Ben is his cousins name, and he uses that so people don't know who he is. He tells people his real name when he gets to know them.....so I guess I know him, but Geez! I feel like I've been lied to majorly here! What else has he lied about? Is he married with 5 kids waiting for him back in Kosovo....is he really from Kosovo? I thought that I was the paranoid one for telling people occasionally that I'm Canadian and live in Anderlecht when I am American and live in Ixelles. I've used the fake name before, but that was with people I had no intention of EVER talking to again.
We made tentative plans to see each other later in the week, but I am not so sure that I want to see him again......a year is a long time to go by another name!
Oh well, its off to brunch with Zori, and then hopefully to bed early tonight since I have a 7:30 am flight to Zurich tomorrow morning!