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No. 10369
Hasn't happened to me YET (though when I was Silent Bob, while no one mistook me for me-dressed-as-someone-other-than-Silent-Bob, a couple people mistook me for some-guy-not-wearing-a-costume. Feels good, man).
HOWEVER, I once mistook a cosplayer at a con for my brother, from behind. He was the same height, had the same hair, and was dressed as Indiana Jones.
My brother was not wearing a costume. On any given day, my brother looks like he is cosplaying Indy. That is just how he rolls, and I am pretty proud of any influence I might have had on him. (FACT: In fifth grade, I wore a bomber jacket and fedora to school every day for months. None of the other kids would talk to me, but my grandfather taught me how to crack a bullwhip, so...)
I guess people didn't know what I was supposed to be dressed as when I was Klinger, but nobody thought I was something else, they just maybe had no idea what I was doing...
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