Wrong Person

So this past friday I was hanging out in downtown Sacramento with my two friends, Kendall and Emily. We were waiting for our other friend, Rene, to come meet us at the parking lot where Kendall's car was parked. After waiting for over fifteen minutes, Emily got fed up and called Rene to see what was taking him so long. He replied that he was where we were but he could not find us. At the time, there was a guy talking on a cell phone across the street dragging something that we thought was a longboard (Rene was longboarding over to see us.) So in the spur of the moment, Emily and I madly ran out of Kendall's car and started shouting and jumping up and down at the guy across the street that we thought was Rene. It was actually very frustrating because the guy did not acknowledge us at all so we thought Rene was ignoring us. So here we were screaming at a guy across the street and Rene on his phone. Finally, we realized that after Emily hung up on Rene and the guy across the street was still talking on his phone that the guy was not Rene. Also, the thing he was dragging was a suitcase not a longboard. So now this guy who was probably visiting Sacramento, will now never come back because two crazy teenage girls started screaming at him to get his attention for no reason. Plus, he looked kind of lost and like he was trying to get directions from the person he was talking to on the phone. Well anyways, back to Rene. Turns out he was a street down from us and right after we realized that poor lost guy was not him he showed up around the corner. Thanks, Rene, for making us look like idiots.