Izzard went into a Baltimore bank to cash his check. Since he didn’t have an account there, the teller asked if he could identify himself. “Sure,” said Izzard. “There a mirror around here?

” “There’s one on the wall right beside you,” said the clerk. Izzard took a glance in the mirror and heaved a sigh of relief. “Yep!” he said. “It’s me, all right!”