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??
We were all staying at the Aria Las Vegas. I was leading a workshop at a conference. When I spoke to Britt — I didn’t know her name at the time — she told me that she was getting married on 9/10/11.
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.
All roads lead home
We all know it’s a small world. The song says so.
But sometimes the universe puts a big ol’ exclamation point on it.
My cabbie had a different idea.
You see, he was a talker. He asked about my trip, what I did for a living, where my hometown was. Since I’m a talker, I reluctantly abandoned the nap and chatted with him instead.
(He had a French accent, so it wasn’t a hardship.)
Turns out my NYC cab driver, who hails from a French colony in Africa, attended Southern Illinois University and had a roommate from Paducah, Kentucky — a stone’s throw from my own hometown.
Coincidence? Sure…but what a fun one!
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