Six Degrees of Uncle Pauly Separation
Three months ago: My friend/coworker Leah, who brought me over to the company where we now both work, takes me around and introduces me to some of my new coworkers. She then brings me to a person who she says she's worked with at a different company in the past.
Leah: Here he is. This is George.
George: Paul...?!
Me: Holy fucking shit.
Turns out that George and I worked at a dot-com together about 7 years ago. Small world, huh?
Yesterday: I get back from my Thanksgiving vacation, and I find that someone new is sitting in the cube next to mine. Ah well.
I sit down in my cube, and do a double-take. The new guy does the same.
Me: Thomas...?
Thomas: Paul...?
Me: Holy fucking shit.
Turns out that the "new guy" is someone I worked with in my first job out of college. 14 years ago. In Boulder, Colorado.
I'm kinda scared of who I'm going to meet next.
Leah: Here he is. This is George.
George: Paul...?!
Me: Holy fucking shit.
Turns out that George and I worked at a dot-com together about 7 years ago. Small world, huh?
Yesterday: I get back from my Thanksgiving vacation, and I find that someone new is sitting in the cube next to mine. Ah well.
I sit down in my cube, and do a double-take. The new guy does the same.
Me: Thomas...?
Thomas: Paul...?
Me: Holy fucking shit.
Turns out that the "new guy" is someone I worked with in my first job out of college. 14 years ago. In Boulder, Colorado.
I'm kinda scared of who I'm going to meet next.