I'm sitting at my desk early Monday morning, when one of the administrative team members I work with at BC sends a photo of me on the golf course dated in 2007, and a cryptic tag line of "call me for the background on this." My heart immediately sinks, figuring I must have goofed, and that she was ready to rib me for mistakenly sending her something over the 'Net. Instead, her story actually made my morning, and stuff like this tends to happen all the time, even from one country to another. The morale of the story below is: "Never say a bad word about anyone, as it's a very small world."
Five years prior, my closest friend and I went to the west coast to play three rounds of golf, as some timeshare points I had were about to permanently expire. On day #2 we were paired up with a man and his girlfriend, and had a very pleasant 18 holes. Neither of us had a camera, so we asked him to take a couple of photos for posterity and then email them to us when he was near a PC. We even grabbed a beer with the two of them afterwards at the clubhouse, traded contact information, and a few days later the photos arrived. We haven't corresponded since.
My BC colleague recently met a gentleman through mutual friends and while at dinner with him in Boston, began discussing their respective backgrounds. My colleague's date said: "I know one person at Boston College and he's a professor at the business school, where he takes his MBA students internationally. His name is Greg..." My colleague almost fell off her chair. Her date had saved the photo and my contact information, looking to re-connect at some point, and vice versa, but we both never got around to it. It's truly a small world...
Five years prior, my closest friend and I went to the west coast to play three rounds of golf, as some timeshare points I had were about to permanently expire. On day #2 we were paired up with a man and his girlfriend, and had a very pleasant 18 holes. Neither of us had a camera, so we asked him to take a couple of photos for posterity and then email them to us when he was near a PC. We even grabbed a beer with the two of them afterwards at the clubhouse, traded contact information, and a few days later the photos arrived. We haven't corresponded since.
My BC colleague recently met a gentleman through mutual friends and while at dinner with him in Boston, began discussing their respective backgrounds. My colleague's date said: "I know one person at Boston College and he's a professor at the business school, where he takes his MBA students internationally. His name is Greg..." My colleague almost fell off her chair. Her date had saved the photo and my contact information, looking to re-connect at some point, and vice versa, but we both never got around to it. It's truly a small world...
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