I took a stock transfer to another warehouse in the area. Hadn't been there before. When I got there a guy was helping me unload my truck and outta the blue he asked me if my name was Larry and I said yeah...he says I'm Eric! And I'm like
...I can't pull anyone named Eric out of recent memory..."From the house on Jackson. You rented the back part of our house..."
ERIC! Yeah I remember you...except you were a 13 year-old kid that followed me around and handed me tools and beers while I worked on my car and tried to explain what I was doing. AND YOU PICKED UP ON IT WELL. I put your dad's Honda CL350 back on the road after it sat for too many years. You rode on the back of it while we terrorized the neighborhood proving that it worked right. Yeah, Eric! Cool kid. Everything wrong with you, you probably learned from me. 
Except now you're 41 years old.
...wow...all that stuff was almost 30 years ago.... 
I'm old.
