It is a small world. I don't care what anyone says, the world is small... maybe even tiny...
A customer walks in today and he is someone I went to elementary school with. Why do I remember him? He always picked on me and he used to have an extra finger. I didn't say "Hello!" but what blurted out of my mouth was "You went to _____ (school) and you picked on me! I remember you!" Apparently he remembered me too because of my dimples and face. We talked for a bit and then I asked him why he picked on me (what can I say, im blunt and I was curious) and his answer was "I don't remember why but I remember doing it". Typical.
No crazy people today then again, the day is still young.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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