Il Donaldo - for the win!
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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 :)