Bring Back Meeting In Real Life

My parents met at a bar. She went with a group of her girl friends, who knew a guy that brought along his group of guy friends. My father, one of these extended friends, posted up at a Ms. Pac-Man machine by the ladies room knowing my mother would have to make her way in that direction eventually. At very least, I’m here now. People don’t often meet this way today. That bar doesn’t exist anymore and neither do many Ms. Pac-Mans.