Bacon shake, revisited

So in a BIZARRO coincidence, I ran into Mr. Bacon Shake (whom I haven't seen in, I believe, NINE years!) at Home Depot on Saturday. The kids were playing in the door displays, and I glanced over at the employee at the station there to gauge how annoyed he was at my crazy hoodlums. I thought he looked familiar, and a glance at his namebadge confirmed it. He remembered me, but he said "Wendy?" first. Pretty close. I asked him if he remembered the bacon shake, and he denied it, but I'm pretty sure he just didn't feel like he could 'fess up to such juvenile behavior. *wink* It was fun to see him, even if it did seem to be a bit weird of the universe to set it up like that.