I've been at this university so long, and taught so many labs, that I can rarely go to any sort of event without encountering someone who knows me. This was the case last weekend when I went to a football game.
We arrived early, so that we could get the best seats in the student section. As kickoff neared, more and more students trickled into the stadium. A couple of guys came to our row to meet up with some of their friends. I recognized one of them. He had taken a lab from me a few semesters ago. He saw me, said hi and shook my hand as he walked past.
His friend, who I had never seen before in my life, looked at me and said, "What are you doing here?"
"Uh. I just came to watch the game."
"But I thought you were on sabbatical right now."
"Weird**. Somebody told me you were on sabbatical in Fiji, doing fish research there."
Sometimes it really is too bad that you don't get to live the life that others have envisioned for you.
*Grad students don't generally get to go on sabbatical.
**No, what's weird is that you're talking to me like you know me when I've never seen you before in my life.
***It occurred to me later that I should have gone along with it, motioned to the girl I was with, and said I'd brought her back with me. She's Mexican, but he might have bought it.