I drove to Ephraim today to attend a meeting at Snow College. Once a year I have to attend to ensure that I can continue teaching ENGL 1010. The meeting was. . . disheartening.
While I was there I went to WalMart. Don't worry. I do not live in Ephraim. I have not lived in Ephraim since 2007 when I had a brief stint as Alumni coordinator. Even still, as I walked out, I instinctively knew the name of the greeter at the exit. Gene. I know this and some part of my mind holds on to the information. I can't adequately express when I realized this fact, but I feel like a bit of a creeper. I feel weird about knowing the name of a stranger. Does this make sense?
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Hey- we know who Gene is. He used to work for the lab in the Gunnison Hospital. Funny!
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