So, if you can imagine, I went over to the bar for a bite to eat and a beer.
There was a fairly large party with tables pushed up together in the middle of the room.
I noticed that this one guy seemed to tower over the rest of the party. Turns out he was sitting on a bar stool.
After a bit the party began to break up. Some of them left and others bellied up to the bar.
Bar Stool Guy was talking.
Pretty quickly I figured out where he works. I asked and he confirmed.
He kept talking.
He didn't look familiar.
His voice wasn't particularly familiar but it was his cadence that triggered a mental defrag on my part.
Eventually I interrupted him again and asked, "So you're an A&P?"
"Why yes. Yes I am."
"Where'd you go to school?"
"Texas Aero Tech."
"Really. You remember Sharkey?"
You'd a thought he'd been hit by a bolt of lightning. He actually shuddered and his eyes kinda popped. (I'm sure I did too.)
At that instant we both stood, pointed at one another and called each other by name.
One millisecond earlier I couldn't have told you his name.
We not only went to the same school and graduated together but had been room mates for a while.
Hadn't seen each other in 21, TWENTY-ONE years.
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