It’s changes and savings galore in the office. Our summer issue of our main telecoms title will be on-line only, no printing or mailing costs eating into the budget. This makes perfect economical sense, as advertising has always been thin on the ground in this issue. The circulation for our September magazine is being reduced as I type, the powers above have been scrutinising the data. And the extremely tall publisher has left the company. We now have an ‘acting publisher’ until further notice.
All in all, our printers thought it was necessary to take the production department (me, and my not-so-new boss) and the acting publisher out for lunch. I wasn’t complaining. It’s always nice to be taken out for lunch.
A restaurant in short walking distance was chosen, and lasagna with butternut squash was ordered. Polite conversation flowed, new technology discussed, and then we discovered that the sales rep at the printing company and the acting publisher in the office attended the same college and share mutual friends.
“Well I never. It’s a small world,” was said many times.
I’ve often thought how small this large world can be. There are millions of people walking around, and yet one day you will find someone who has a connection with your past or your past friends, or you can bump into the strangest people in the most bizarre circumstances.
I once went to Majorca and bumped into a girl who lived down my road. I turned around in an aeroplane once and saw an acquaintance from my local pub. And I went to a George Michael concert with my cousin, and a girl my cousin went to school with was sitting two rows behind us. I’m sure I could think of many other examples, I expect you could too, probably far better than my examples. But the point I’m making is how small this wonderful world can be.
However, I wouldn’t want to paint it, would you? That would take far too long.
Have you got any 'it's a small world' coincidences that you care to share?
Picture of the day:
Look over there, does that duck look familiar to you?