attn: ragingpixie

Just now, my intercom rang and the receptionist said, "Lex, there's a Mr. [your last name] here to see you."

First Thought: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!
Second Thought: MY BOYFRIEND!!!!!
Third Thought: WTF is he doing in NJ?
Fourth Thought: How many Mr. [your last name]s can there be roaming around?
Fifth Thought: Damn, must be someone else.
Sixth Thought: Sigh.

And it was and I wanted to kick him just for having the wrong last name.