Sunday, December 7, 2008

Running like a fish

There were two men, unknown to each other, sitting, as part of a group, having dinner in a downtown restaurant in Calgary.

One said to the other, "I just noticed your accent, where are you from?"

"New Zealand" Said the other.

"Oh", said the Canadian, "I have a sister who lives in New Zealand, in a tiny village called Ngaruawahia, do you know of it?"

"Why yes", said the New Zealander, "I have a very good mate who lives in Ngaruawahia."

"Good lord" Said the Canadian, when told the friends name. "He used to be married to my sister."



...and that good people is what is called synchronicity.

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