Last summer I went to a funeral of a family friend, as mentioned here on this blog. At the funeral, there were some Royal Canadian Mounted Police there because the person who died was one of them. Random.
A week later, I was in Vancouver, Canada on a work trip and no kidding, I was walking through the convention center and saw a Mountie who looked a little too familiar. So I walked up to him and asked him if he just happened to be at a funeral in Utah a few weeks earlier. He said yes. And BAM - just like that, it hits you. I really do have magical powers to remember people that I have barely met. This story is about to get weirder.
A few nights ago I am watching TV with a neighbor - and suddenly, what do I see on the screen? I seriously stopped the tv, rewound it and took this photo. Please tell me that I am not insane and confirm that this is the same Mountie.
The point of this story is to prove to you that I have strange magical powers. Let's start taking bets on where I'm going to see him next. I mean - you never know when you are going to run into a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, right?
Canada, I'm watching you.