Thursday, 16 February 2012
I turned around, and behind me in line, pushing a little boy in a stroller was a girl I went to University with, and haven't seen since we graduated.
We hugged and caught up and I asked her about her son and how things were going. She knew we had to get back to work, having trained as a spy herself, so she asked for my number and email so we could catch up.
I pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down my name, phone number and home email and gave her a hug and headed back to work thinking about how she didn't look a day older and how lives sometimes just go in separate ways.
I got an email at work later that day (being a former spy, she'd managed to track down my spy email) from this person letting me know that she was so so sorry, but as she was getting her son into the car, the slip of paper flew from her pocket and away across the parking lot.
She said she hoped no strange person would find it and start prank calling me.
Which, so far, so good.
But still, it did make me feel weird knowing that somewhere out there, a perfect stranger might just find my name, email and phone number and decide to pull a prank or something.
Hopefully it'll just end up in the recycling and I won't have to screen my calls or anything.
Sometimes my life's like a movie and has plot lines you wouldn't believe are real.