Close Encounters of the Dope Kind

I was talking (loudly) to my sister today about planning ChiDope. The gentleman who’s been in the cube next to mine for six weeks or so overheard and asked if I was talking about the Straight Dope. When I confirmed that I was, in fact, talking about the Board of Boards, he revealed that he is none other than the Dope’s own pulykamell.

Holy crap, says I.

So, hi, pulykamell! Glad to make your acquaintance! And sorry about all the loud conversations. I don’t realize how high the volume gets on my inane personal calls sometimes.

Any other similar stories, since the last go-round of this type of thread?

I know for a fact that I called out one of my former coworkers on using a quote from the Straight Dope.

However, I never did ascertain whether he was a member of the SDMB.

Call it a “near miss”.

Tripler
I may have had other near misses/close encounters, but I never know.

I know I’ve told this story before but I really like it.

About New Year’s Eve 2000-2001 I was attending a game convention called EveCon with a very good friend of mine, Greg. He asks if I want to play History of the World with a pal of his. He introduces me, we shake hands and Greg runs off to the bathroom.

I look at the guys badge…it says, “John Corrado”.

“So…”, says I…

“Do the words…Straight Dope Message Board mean anything to you…”

And a hello right back at you, Gundy!

Now I’m all paranoid about what dirty laundry I may have aired out in these here forums… :wink:

Hmmm…my mad research skeelz reveal that we’ve interacted exactly once on these forums, when you agreed to this in March 2001:

Well, it seems the Cubs managed to get the best of all worlds there. Who woulda thunk it?

Not I! And by 2001 my current loathing of Sosa hadn’t fully blossomed.

I discovered within the past year that at least two other persons employed by the comany I work for were Dopers. And at our local base, there are only about 25 people total.

It’s a wonder we get anything done at all.

El_Kabong, that’s freaky weird. An unusually high Doper concentration indeed.

pulykamell, give her $135 and see what she does.

What?

Give Gingy $1.35 and she’ll do the same thing.

Not even for my husband. You’re nasty.

I’m just as God made me.

Irishman, Ringo, and I all once ran into each other on a public street in the middle of Houston. What are the odds?

I guess I should mention that this was a public street outside a pub where we were meeting in fifteen minutes.

I keep leaving my Doper name at restaurants for the wait list… haven’t seen anyone yet.

The very day after **jjimm ** told me where he worked, I was walking past the very spot and there he was, on the step. It is very rare that I’d be anywhere near that particular area on a working day, in the daytime, so it was pretty odd.

He did accuse me of stalking him, right enough, but I am pretty sure he was joking.
At least, I hope he was!!
:smiley:

Given the stuff that people post about themselves on here, that’s got to be the most amusing understatement of the week.

I’d like to have seen the first facial reactions to “Are you talking about the Straight Dope” . . .

I still think pulykamell missed a golden opportunity to start a thread about that loud bitch in the adjacent cubicle, then deliberately make annoying noises to have gundy agree, with a similar complaint.

The nature of my work negates my ability to advertise I am a member of these boards. However, when I first started posting I was a little lax on my deception and I would bring my SDMB-Mug to class everyday, and rest it on the lecturn or lab table or desk, depending on which ever room I was teaching in. One fine day I was teaching a group of Psych Stats students about Chi Square when I noticed a student with the SDMB-t-shirt on. Immediately I began to sweat a little. I really did not want a student finding my handle. So I took the mug and put it down out of his sight. I never did find out what his handle was…thankfully mind you…because one slip on my part, and I’d be found out :slight_smile:

Fuck. :frowning:

As I may have mentioned before, it’s possible that voguevixen and I could’ve run into each other before knowing of our Dopeness. We worked for the same company, had the same boss, and worked almost at the same time. Plus, she was friends with said boss while I was still under him.

I also seem to remember Tars Tarkas and I saying, “You were there? I was there!” about something on the boards.

So no bona fide Doper encounters for me, yet. Once I lose some weight, I can fit back into my SD shirt, then we’ll see.