When I saw the I’ve-just-been-run-over-by-a-truck-and-somehow-I’m-still-standing look on her face I knew that my coworker’s coffee break had been much more interesting than mine.
But then she said, “I met the strangest man today.”
No. Way. Could it be? I had to know.
“Did he wear a bowtie?”
“Well yes he-“
“Did he wear suspenders?”
“Yes but-“
“What about a fez?”
“No. Why?”
“I guess it was too much to ask. Did he unapologetically refuse to answer any and all questions and yet expect you to follow him everywhere he went?”
“It was so annoying! But he had this really cool blue box.”
“You lucky duck. You just met the Doctor.”
“Doctor Who?"
“Exactly”