The rumor mill…

I just had the funniest phone call.
My friend Todd called to say he heard I was going on the pub crawl tonight.

The odd thing?
I haven’t talked to Todd all week long about the weekend,
the fact he was doing the crawl, and that I wasn’t due to poor cash flow and not feeling well. He knew this.

Anyways, it seems that I told someone else that I was going, and he passed it along to the organizer of the crawl and my ticket is being held for me just in case.

The funny thing?
I haven’t seen either of these guys – or talked to them – since at least New Year’s Eve.

The one – I think – has handed me some odd kinda of pseudo-celebrity status, where he thinks that anything he plans will be more successful if I attend. But yet, I never ACTUALLY get invited to these things. No one actually calls and invites me, or even lets me know they are happening. They just spread the rumor that I am attending.

That’s just plain weird.

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