This weekend, while travelling to a cheesy club night in Islington, we ran into three men who were dressed up as the Ghostbusters. Not only did they have the suits, they also had realistic inflatable packs as well. We tried to convince them to come along, promising them that likely as not get they’d free entry and everyone would think they were awesome, but they declined. And of course, 20 minutes after getting into the club, the DJ played Ghostbusters by Ray Parker Jr.
Sometimes life hands you opportunities, almost into your hands. I think they really missed one of them there.