At an optical shop to get a set of new glasses.
The usual, packed and insanely long wait time, it seems, with all the people in the place.
Well, it was Saturday in a shopping mall, so it figures.
Anyway I do all my paperwork and the staff points to a little box and says "For your eye exam, take a number and wait for your number to be called. There's chairs over there."
OK fine, I take the number and go wait on the benches with all the screaming kids.
Anyway I am bored out of my skull and curiously look down at the little slip of paper.
It says "#53."
In a split second, the very first thing that pops in my head is "Harry Carson."
SP, the No. 1 Giants fan. In Japan.