I'm Psychic!

So, there I was, driving back to mi casa after class, and a thought occured to me: "My pal Jonathan is getting married, I'm his best man, and I don't know where to get fitted for a tux." So I call him, get his voice mail, leave a message.

10 minutes later, I get a return call. Here's where it gets freaky: at the VERY MOMENT I called asking about my tux, J. was at the store getting fitted for his tux and (freakier yet!) had just been talking with his sister about needing to contact me about getting my tux!

Now, let's all join together in a rousing chorus of the Police's "Synchronicity"...