Il Donaldo - for the win!
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It really is a small world sometimes. I worked with a guy once ten years ago who was good buddy. He quit the company and moved from Texas to St. Louis. A year later I was on a business trip in Colorado and I went to see a movie while I was there.
I get a tap on my shoulder while I'm in line and it's the guy I used to work with in Texas, who moved to St. Louis, but was in Colorado to visit his girlfriend's family and they both decided to come see the same movie.
Ha! That’s awesome! I love stories like that! I was on my honeymoon in the Bahamas and hanging in the resort pool and I told my husband I was 99% positive the girl across from us was my roommate from college who I hadn’t seen in 10 years. There was just enough doubt that I didn’t want to look like an idiot if it wasn’t her, but if it was, I was going to go all out “making a scene” and yelling her name across the pool, etc. Normally, this would be out of character for me, but IIRC I was a Mai Tai or two in and had some liquid courage fortifying me. 🤷🏼♀️
So, after a minute of heated debate, in which my husband told me no less than 5 times not to embarrass him by yelling at some random chick who wasn’t my roommate 😂, it was decided that I would try to find her husband for final verification before going all in with my reunion plan. A few minutes later I finally spotted his bald head by the swim up bar and I knew he was a 100% match. No doubt. It was all systems go.
I wish someone had taken a picture of my roommate’s face when she realized who was yelling her name like a maniac, in a resort pool, in the Bahamas. I watched her brain go through the same process mine had just a few minutes before, and then bless the poor people’s hearts who were standing w/in earshot but didn’t have ear plugs, the girl screams and hugs that commenced were ones for the “girl reunion record books”. 😜 And the rest is history...They were there for a friend’s wedding and we were on our honeymoon. Our husbands hit it off and we hung out the rest of our trip.
Here's a similar one: When I was about 12, and my sister was about 9, we were at a campground in FL and my sister met a boy from England and they played together with a group of kids; the boy was about 2 years older than her. My sister apparently developed a crush on the boy. A couple of years later, my family was on vacation in Acapulco. We were on the deck where the pool was and my sister saw a boy she thought looked like the kid from England. She went up to him and said, "Is your name Frank?" And it was that boy! And said with a surprised look, "You're that girl!". What is funny is then the boy said to his friends there, in a strong British accent, "This girl here, (pause) said that she loved me!" in a mocking manner. I think my sister decided it wasn't a great idea to continue the conversation :)
Oh, dang! The romantic in me took off before I finished reading your story and I was convinced you were going to tell me she saw him again years later and now they’re married. 😂 Good on your sister for not continuing the convo, what a little punk! Lol
I just realized I left out a key part of the conversation in Acapulco! (I edited my post)
It's really funny when my sister tells the story now, ~50 years later, with the British accent of a snooty little world-travelling kid :)