George
Mad Tim hadn't been taking his medication and had tried to kill his parents or something so was staying in the psychiatric ward for a spell while they pumped him full of "nice thoughts" drugs. I went to visit him.

The TV room is where the mentals spent most of the day. I walked in through the door of said room and heard a voice call out "Hello mate. How are you? Haven't seen you in ages.". I looked round at the source of these words, they came from a man about the same age as me who looked familiar. I thought for a moment then it dawned on me, his name was George and he had been at the same Junior school as me. It must have been fifteen years since I'd seen him yet he'd recognised me instantly. I went over and had a quick chat with him, "How are you keeping?", "How long have you been in here?". Not sure what to say really, mentioned school, not much else to talk about and he wasn't very chatty so I wished him well and made my way over to the other side of the room to talk to Mad Tim.

While I was chatting with Mad Tim someone else entered the room and I heard a voice: "Hello mate. How are you? Haven't seen you in ages.". It came from George. Then another person entered the room and George said the same thing again. And again. And again. Each time someone entered the room.

He must know an awful lot of people.
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Sun 14 Mar 2010, 10:40, 1 reply)

A stopped clock...
is right twice a day. Or once if it's 24 hour.
( Fronds are waving gently on, Sun 14 Mar 2010, 21:15, closed)