People sometimes say I'm a coincidence magnet, or some Lois-Weisberg-come-lately. How about this: I was moaning to a friend about how I had to sort out my gym membership being on hold, and get my money back from them because my ankle isn't better and I need to talk to the general manager at Holmes Place. I mention his name, and J says to me, "Rob L*******? I was at sixthform college with him."
Actually, we were at a party, and it was loud, and I thought she said she was at Sitcom College with him, and I didn't know what it was.
Anyway, I just talked to him. He was nice.
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