Chance encounters

[beez]

Here I am, in Portlanistan, hanging out at an airport hotel, smoking cigarettes, drinking a glass of wine when I see someone park their SUV, absolutely, perfectly.  Backing in.  I say to myself, "This guy MUST be military".

He gets out, this big guy, with a hand full of trash.  I politely step back from the trash/ashtray and he stops and says, "Don't I know you?"

I say, "Dunno?"

He says, "Weren't you in the Air Force?"

*boom*

He and I partied years ago in Lakenheath RAF in England.  He was a radar operator stationed out of Spain at the time, I was a clumsy biomed in a mobility clinic doing my rounds.

Small friggin' world.

He's gonna try to sell you insurance.

And who doesn't need Proactive Spleen Insurance???