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So this morning on the Metro, a funny thing happened.

I got on the Metro on my way to work. I sat down in a seat and worked on the crossword, as I do most days, pretty much ignoring everything around me. A little later, a man sat down next to me, stuffed his rollerblades and helmet under the seat in front of me, and pulled out his laptop. I ignored him in the way everyone ignores everyone else on the Metro. Then, a few stops after that, I looked up at him - and he said "Beth?"

It was Michael Bales! I haven't seen him in YEARS (since Mac, or shortly thereafter) and he randomly sat down next to me on the Metro. So he and I had a lovely talk, both a bit baffled at the coincidence. He's in DC for two months doing an internship, and finishing up his PhD at Columbia in New York. I hope to get dinner or something with him while he's here.

How's that for random coincidence? I should pay more attention while riding the Metro.

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Date: 2006-06-14 02:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alisgray.livejournal.com
hurray! small world in the big one. how lovely.

Don't let the metro grind you down, sweet girl.

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Date: 2006-06-14 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] minnehaha.livejournal.com
What a fabulous coincidence.

K.

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Date: 2006-06-14 06:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hypoxia.livejournal.com
Woah. That's an eerie serendipity.

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