I've Been Recognized

A customer at work asked me if he'd seen me on the internet.
I said "Yes, I'm Diane from Cooking Blind".
He said "Didn't you used to have red hair?"
I said "Yes, but that was a while ago."
Naturally, I was thrilled. It was the first time I'd been recognized. And locally too. Sweet.

At home later that evening:

Me: A customer at work recognized me from my blog.
Cute Hubby: That's strange. What are the chances? Sounds like a stalker to me.
Me: He was NOT a stalker.
Cute Hubby: Seriously, what are the chances? There are thousands of blogs. How did he find YOURS?
Me: I don't know. (pouting) But he looked like a normal guy to me. I think he was telling the truth.
Cute Hubby: He was coming on to you.
Me: He was not! He barely looked at me.
Cute Hubby: Yet he recognized you. Doesn't sound right to me. He was stalking you.
Me: I don't think so. I've seen him before. He's really just a normal old guy.
Cute Hubby: Old guys don't surf the net reading blogs like yours.
Me: (bottom lip trembling) But he recognized me............. He really did...............crap.