It's a Small World

Here's a random story from Dubai. One day I was walking around just doing some shopping and decided I wanted some water. I stepped inside a little shopping place with a food court and walked up to this little cafe. The waiter (who was an Indian guy) came up and asked me where I wanted to sit but I told him I just wanted a bottle of water and so we went over to the little take-away order counter. He orders my water and then turns around and says 'I think I've met you before'. I say 'I've only been here a few days' and he says 'No, in India'. (for those of you who might not know, I spent some time in a remote and obscure part of India in 2004) What was wierd is that, instead of having one of those cool 'it's a small world' connect the people you know kind of moments, I was really creeped out. I didn't recognize him at all, he didn't look like he was from the same part of India that I was in, and when I was in India I didn't interact with many guys and the ones I did interact with I remember. So I figured I'd follow my instincts and not sit around and chat to figure out if he really did know me...instead I said 'so how much is the water?'.