LOL, you're probably right. I've led a weird life, not staying in one place for too long. It means that I've met a lot of people. For example, I met my wife on a airport train going from a concourse to the terminal. I was in town on business and she was coming back from a party. We chatted for five minutes, kept in touch and then went out a few months later when I was back in the country. Over our five years of dating, we played the name game, trying to figure out who we may have known in common, but not delving into it too deeply. When we started to put together our wedding list, however, it turns out I had slept with two of her friends before I met her. Oopsie.
Well, she scratched them from the wedding invite list. Seriously, what are the odds? One is dumb luck, but two?
