Funny, yet true

There’s another Tim Keating. I know, you’re thinking, “We don’t know what the hell to do with the one we already got.” Alas, it’s true. He lives less than a mile from my house, as the crow flies. His birthday is one day different from mine (albeit he’s 16 years older than me). And he goes to the same dentist as me.

That’s important.

I had a teeth cleaning at 7:30 this morning, only I hadn’t gotten any calls or emails to remind me of the appointment. Strangely, I still managed to make it, a testament to my ever-accelerating slide into adulthood. I walked in and told the receptionist I had an appointment. She asked my name, and I told her, and then gave me an extremely peculiar look.

I stood there watching the office staff have a minor meltdown. I was very confused. Then finally it came out that the guy sitting in the reception area was the other Tim Keating, who had been put into their calendar by mistake, and had received my reminders.

It all worked out. We both got our teeth cleaned.

Seriously, if this shit happened in a movie, no one would believe it.