My wife and I were out East a few weeks ago for a wedding and my older brother said an old co worker of his happened to be in Portland the same week we were. It wasn't until the last day of our trip that my wife dragged me to a jewelry store and minutes later a group walked in and one of the guys kept staring in my direction. Eventually he said "Gangestad?" (my last name). I said "yeah...", perplexed how this guy knew my last name. It was my brothers old co worker and he recognized me because we look somewhat alike and apparently had met once years prior. Talk about a coincidence.
Sent this pic to my brother and he couldn't believe it.
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