Super-Star...

at least that's what I'd like to think of myself as. However, I'm just an overly recognized Biscuitville employee.

Today at the gym, this guy comes up to me and says, "Hey, aren't you Megan from Biscuitville?" Ding ding ding! We have a winner folks! I think to myself.

Sadly, I can't say this is the first time this has happened to me.

One night out at the Flying Pig, I walked in only to hear, "Hey, it's the Biscuitville girl!"

And another instance at the movie theather: "Aren't you the girl from Biscuitville?"

I informed this guy that I did indeed have a name and it was Megan.

Funny how we're remember, huh? Hopefully soon I won't be remembered as The Biscuitville girl, but rather The Radiation Therapy girl :)