And before someone asks again, neither of us killed each other. Okay so... I guess it's obvious that at least I wasn't killed. Here's what happened:
I had to move one of my machines out of the InterNAP colo at the Fisher Plaza in downtown Seattle because my friend who had been so graciously offering me space (Thanks Jared!) is also moving out of there. Since I wasn't allowed to park in the underground garage due to our nation's terrorist threat level being at Tangerine or Hot pink or #ffff45600000 or something, I parked across the street. As I was at the crosswalk cradling a SPARC20 while waiting for the signal to change, I noticed a Jeep 5.9L ZJ (Grand Cherokee for you Jeep-challenged folks) in deep slate colour just like mine pulling into the lot and parking right alongside my Jeep. By the time I got to my vehicle, the driver of the other Jeep was pulling a 1U rack-mount machine out of his backseat. He was dressed in similar clothing as me... beige light full-length rainjacket, brown pullover sweater-like thing, beige slacks, brown hiking boots... yes I'm a poster child for Eddie Bauer. Noticing me opening my liftgate to put the SPARC20 in, he smiled, pointed at his rackmount box and said, "Dell?" I pointed at my SPARC and said, "Sun?" He then smiled again, closed his door and waved as he walked off towards the Fisher Plaza. My wife dismisses him as a true doppelganger since he wasn't asian but I still maintain that it was a very surreal experience.
Posted by khuon on Fri, 28 Mar 2003, 12:23:23 UTC-08:00You should have asked him if he had relatives who made donuts.
Posted by: moof on April 10, 2003 02:39 AM