Tuesday, May 4, 2010

What are the odds?

The new client was very late and discomfitted by his lateness. After filling out his paperwork, he finally relaxed enough to look around my inner office. "Oh," he said, looking at the Tree of Life tapestry behind my chair, "I have that same thing. Got it in Oregon." Then we both said, "Ashland," at the same time.

What are the odds?

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