I stopped for gas last night and as I pulled back onto the road, I thought the guy in the car in front of me looked familiar. Like a friend of mine from high school that I keep in touch with via the afore mentioned My Space. I knew he was due to visit the area, although I thought not until next week.
But this morning I found a message from him asking if it was me or my doppelganger he'd seen driving to Hometown yesterday.
Last time we got together was six years ago when we had a nice dinner at a local middle eastern restaurant and talked for hours. He's one of those people that seems like he's changed a lot since high school (the tattoos and singing for a heavy metal band, etc.), but is really the same Eagle scout at heart.
Guess I should have waved.
4 comments:
Nice story. I always give a restaurant, store, or whatever the once over to see if I know anyone because I live in Hometown too. And I also think I know everyone...I would've been hesitant to wave too.
What a strange happenstance, that you and he were so proximal in space that he recognized you in his rearview. Hometown might be small by national standards, but we're not that small.
Always wave.
Waving is good. I even wave to total strangers when I'm with Keith. (not so much when I'm alone).
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