...when the police officer was only a sergeant, he'd been out with some colleagues. They were at their usual haunt, drowning their sorrows and taking it in turns to complain about the lack of love in their lives. One of them suggested that they'd have more luck with women if they'd been rock stars, instead of police officers. As the drunken laughter died down, our police officer suggested that it wasn't too late to be in a band, and suggested they form one themselves. This caused louder laughter as the others said they didn't even know how to play instruments. Having had pushing parents our police officer had been brought up learning to play various instruments, and he offered to teach them how to play.

Jerry was about to ask what the band was called when the policeman got a call an urgent call from his boss, and had to leave in a hurry, leaving Jerry sat alone with most of his breakfast untouched. The story game him a weird sense of deja vu; he couldn't stop thinking it over in his mind, which was probably why he didn't notice when...