It's A Small World, After All

So I go to the new teacher orientation meeting today. Who do I see at the meeting? The mother of one of my oldest dearest friends. Who walked up to me... and mind you, I can't tell you how many new years and birthdays and drunken high school hijinks I've had at her house...

So anyway, I walk in and I smile at her and she smiles back. Then later I smile at her again and she smiles back and I know she totally doesn't recognize me. I am completely not registering on her radar at all. She holds out her hand and introduces herself to me and I introduce myself. She still hasn't connected the wires in her head that we've known each other for decades. I say you're Marthadot's mother. Still no register. Then bammo, like finding $20 in the washing machine at the laundry mat, it hits her.

So Marthadot, I saw your mother today.