Today I took a double decker bus tour just because I had never done so before. I could not stop being annoyed at the guy behind me who kept yammering about the boring DC administrative offices he works at, landmarks, food trucks, yadda yadda to his female companion. She mentioned coming from San Diego, and seemed interested in a way that felt a little inauthentic, like she was surprised at everything. I was rolling my eyes about the fact that Oh My God Now He's Talking to Strangers when he told the person behind him: "You want to hear something? She and I dated in college back in San Diego, 46 years ago, and we found each other three days ago on Facebook. The last time I saw her, I was leaving for Vietnam." I couldn't be annoyed anymore, and maybe I blinked back tears on the top of a double decker tour bus.