…of separation, isn’t only a good movie with Will Smith and Stockard Channing, it’s a true phenomenon. And it can be quite shocking.
Tuesday, at “the place where I work”, a lady came in to sell a car.
To keep her from being bored to death while I pulled the required reports, entered information into the computer, and got things ready, we – er, I chatted.
During the course of the converstion, I found that we were both from the same area, Dayton, Ohio.
I mentioned that I’d worked at Ohio Bell back in the 1970s.
She told me that her mother had as well.
In the same building.
In the same office!
And we knew each other.
Now, it had been 34 + years since we’d seen one another, but when her mother came in to pick her UP, we knew each other on sight.
I’m sure the boss was wondering why I was hugging a customer, and since I’m not a touchy-feely kinda guy, I’m sure he was really wondering!
But, it was neat, serendipitous, and slightly amazing.
We caught UP. Talked about a few people, yeah, quite a few! And I think my transaction time may have taken a jump!
But, it was just such a wonderful thing. I really don’t care.
I like the fact that even though we live on the great big rock, third from the sun, it’s still a small, small world, and not just at Disney!