First day of highschool, I walk to my 4th period class, drama. I walk in and sit down and the bell rings. A minute later a stoner walks in. I could tell just from how he talked and acted and stuff that he was one, but he noticed me also. He looks at me and just goes, "Holy shit it's John Lennon." I just turned and said "What?". Apparently because of my hair and glasses, I can look quite a bit like him and it stuck for the rest of the year. In fact, most people heard my name before they met me and would be like "Oh! You're John Lennon!". It wasn't bad and I actually came to enjoy it. Almost no one calls me it now though.