Sunday Afternoon Happenings

It was an ordinary Sunday. Almost lazy-ish, the temperature reaching oven-like proportions and well... just an ordinary Sunday.

We had just walked out of the gym, my sister and I, and were looking for a place to get shoes, talking about nothing in particular as usual. She needed a new pair seeing that her old one had long passed it's expiry date. As we were walking, I passed by someone from work, and since everyone knows everyone, we acknowledged each others existence with a nod, smile and the usual greeting of "oh, hi!".

Hardly a few steps were taken before my sister blurted out somewhat excitedly

Sister: Who's that?
Me: Someone I work with
Sister: Did you see how hot he is?
Me: What?
Sister: I spotted him from afar and was going to point him out to you and suddenly you're smiling at him. He looks like Sawyer (from LOST) ... the hair, the dressing, the swagger.

At that moment, there was nothing I could do but laugh... funny how I never noticed it before. He did look much better outside than he does at work, but that's a common occurrence with everyone at work.

Now what bugs me the most about this is although this happened about two weeks ago, I still find myself unable to look at this guy at his face (which I have to since we also work in the same department and need to communicate regularly) without having the urge to burst out laughing.

Edit: The sister says he does NOT look like Sawyer, but REMINDS her of Sawyer.