Not exactly the same situation, but Randomott's story triggered a memory from long, long ago -- I used to be a regular at a coffee shop close to work, and would be there pretty much daily Monday to Friday. Good coffee and bonus when there was a cute barista working. Fast forward after a year or so of buying coffee from this person many times per week, Imagine my shock when walking into an appointment at a west-end spa -- and boom, there she was, in all her red-haired glory! This was before spas had fancy websites with pics -- so all I was going off of was the spas description. It was shocking at first, we were both a bit stunned, but laughed and chatted about the situation. After agreeing to never discuss outside the walls of the spa, we went ahead and had a great session....I ended up going back several times over the course of the next few months, before she up and left to move back home to the East Coast! Fun times.
