Drinking my medium roast coffee with sugar and cream and eating my uber expensive organic (or not?) blueberry muffin at Just Us Cafe on Barrinton Street. Editing my paper for a big conference, minding my own business, not bothering anyone.
- Tony?
I think I just heard someone calling my name. Maybe I imagined it.
- Are you Tony?
- Yes .. ?
- Hi. I’m Craig. Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.
The man goes to put some sugar and cream in his coffee. I’m puzzled. Sure I’m bad with names. Sure I’m bad with faces. Sure I met him somewhere, he remembed me, I didn’t remember him. But, what was that “nice to meet you” business all about?
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