getattachment.jpg    Trisha and I had one of those “I can’t believe that” coincidences the other day.  I was telling her that my daughter, Kennedy, wanted a fish as a pet.  I told Trisha I used to have a pet fish as well.  I kept him on my desk and the entire newsroom adopted him.  “He was a blue Beta,”  I said.  Trisha said, “I had Beta in my old newsroom too.”  I told her the name of my fish was Joseph.  She said, “Oh my God, that was the name of my fish!!” 

  That was kind of weird.  Of all the names.  So the following day I told my wife about our conversation and the strange coincidence that we both had fish named Joseph that were pets for our respective newsrooms. 
Then my wife said “Well you know honey (I may have added the honey part) my pet fish was also named Joseph.”
Wow!!!!  That kind of freaked me out.  Cue the Twilight Zone music.  Where is Rod Serling?  Three fish named Joseph!! But wait.  There’s more!!

  We finally go to the pet store to get Kennedy’s fish.  She was so excited.  We looked for the perfect Beta for my baby.  I stopped to ask the employee for a little help.  And you can probably guess his name.  That’s right, Joseph!!  (I promise I’m not making this up). 

  By now you’re probably thinking that after my daughter got her fish, she looked at me and said “Daddy, I want to name my fish Joseph.”  Nope.   Her fish is named Samantha Steven, apparently after one of her classmates. We asked if we could call the fish “Sam” for short.  She said no way.  Our reasons were simple enough.  Samantha… is a boy.  (But at least his name isn’t Joseph). BTW, no offense to anyone named Jospeh.  But after three fish and a store clerk named Joseph, I was ready to move on. :-)