If you don't think I'm a ghost, just ask yourself if you have ever seen me. No, you haven't. Why do you think I never show up a Crispers?
Here's a true story: After my father died, I sometimes would work in a 15' X 15' workshop that we built together. One day while working at the workbench, I picked up his scent. It was a unique scent that he had while at work in his work clothes, not good or bad but just unique. Most days I couldn't detect it at all but every once in a while it was there. I just couldn't figure out any way to explain it.
So, if it was his ghost, I guess that explains why I am a ghost. It might be genetic.