I was at the corporate office of a well-known company here in Irvine yesterday when I saw the name “Tim Jones” on one of the offices.
“Hmmm,” I thought, “I used to work with a Tim Jones [not his real name] about 20 years ago. I wonder if it’s the same guy?”
The door was closed, but I was able to peep through the glass as I walked by and saw what looked to be Tim Jones’ grandfather.
It’s amazing how Tim Jones has fallen apart over the last 20 years while I myself have not aged a single day . . .