When the Kid Thought I Was Hillary Clinton
The other day, I attended a party near Berkeley, California with my husband and my son. When we got there, we were immediately greeted by the host and introduced to the other guests.
“Hillary Clinton?” a young boy said to me. “Are you Hillary Clinton?”
“Well, no,” I told him.
“Did you work for her? You have the same name,” he asked me.
“Ummm… no, but I did vote for her,” I said.
I walked away smiled. I wonder what he would think if he came to my office and met yet another Hillary?
Maybe all the “Hilary’s/Hillary’s” out there should form a club and unite?
