I am standing in the cafe cart of the Amtrak Acela Express train from Philadelphia.
It is a small miracle that I am even on this train, because the scheduled departure time was only 15 minutes after I left my client’s office. However, I make it because the train is (predictably) delayed. This also happened the first time that I traveled to Philadelphia for work, so I figure that like the D.C. metro, other trains rarely run on time during rush hour.
The train’s food cart is usually to be avoided, but it is late and I am starving. This is how $8 sandwiches get sold.
I briefly chat with one of my coworkers who is working in the train’s cafe cart, and then join the food line.
When I get in line, one of the men ahead of me immediately turns around and stares.
Man: “Sorry, but …did you go to University of Miami?”
Me: “Why, yes. I did.”
Man: “…and you also go to Georgetown?”
Me: “I did. Just graduated with my LL.M.”
Man: “I knew it! I saw you on campus and thought it was you!”
Turns out the man lived in the Hecht dorms when I was a resident assistant, and is now a 1L at Georgetown University. Small world!