Yesterday I mentioned that some old guy was hanging around the corridor close to my office. I didn't see him at all all day, until I left the building at 19:00 (normally I don't get out so late usually) and he was there. I thought he was going to speak to me, so I put my eyes to the ground and headed to the exit.
I spent too long this week listening to We Can Remember It for You by Philip K Dick on the radio.