If you read The Egg with any regularity, you know I was in Vegas last weekend. I worked. I gambled. I came home.
Or so I thought.
Recent photos on Facebook have revealed that I not only stayed in the same hotel as a good friend and former boss –we worked together almost 20 years ago — but I unknowingly met and spoke to his then future daughter-in-law in the elevator.
What the wha??
She was all smiles, of course. I complimented her blonde updo and wished her all the best.
It was nice to think of weddings as I went off to work.
Little did I know — until I spied the photos today on Facebook — that I knew Britt’s future husband and in-laws. Had worked with her future father-in-law for three years. Could have scored an invite to the reception, at the very least.
It’s a small world, after all.