Almost.
Every day on my way to work at Papa Johns I pass this (now a coffee shop) sandwich shop. One day, I see a bunch of cop cars there, and I think to myself, hey, Sparky's got robbed again (they had been robbed or had their safe drilled on several occasions). I get to work, and there's a cop in our lobby, and he's looking at me weird. My boss asks me "Hey Aaron, did you go by Sparky's today?". I said "I go by Sparky's everyday, but I've never eaten there." Then the cop starts asking me all these questions. He'd been prodding my boss to show him my employee file with my address and such (which he refused to do), and called my house to find out when I left for work.
Aparently, the description the Sparky's employee gave the cops fit me to the letter. Slender, about 6 feet tall, on foot (I ride a bike), and looked like a Papa Johns employee. Now, I'd never eaten there in my life. And to my knowledge, no Sparky's employee had come into my store. I have no idea what orifice he pulled the "Papa Johns Employee" bit from. I was late that day, so my boss was getting a bit worried. The cop left without arresting me, because my hair didn't fit the suspect's description, and that the suspect was also wearing a green jacket, and I wasn't wearing a jacket at all.
I waited until the cop was out of sight before pulling my green jacket out of my backpack. I have a feeling that If I had been wearing that jacket, I would have had a gun pointed at me the second I walked in my store.
