I didn’t get the apartment I saw last night, so viewed two more apartments tonight after work. One I think I got, credit check pending. But I will not celebrate until it’s final.
Anyway, on my way home, I was walking up Powell Street and out of the corner of my eye I spotted Fred Gilbert and his wife. They’re staying in a hotel a few blocks down from me while they look for a place to live.
So I needed dinner and they were headed to Plouf! As you probably don’t know, last month when we were in San Francisco for the CMU alumni gathering someone recommended we go to Plouf but we never found it. After seeing where it is—down a side street sandwiched between a couple other restaurants—it’s no wonder we never found it.
What are the chances I would find Fred and Plouf on the same night when not looking for either?
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One response to “I found Fred and Plouf!”
Hey Jamin. Glad to read you’re doing well.
Listen, let me know if nothing pans out for you housing-wise. I have some really strong connections there in SF for real estate. I am sure they could hook you up with a rental somewhere. Just say the word if you need a hand.
Best of luck. Not that you ever need it!
Kenn