I’d like to share an interesting coincidence that happened this weekend, but first I’d like to talk about coincidences in general. I think coincidences happen a lot more often than we know, or would happen if people paid more attention to the world around them. Since I have a tricked-out photographic memory, I run into people from my past all the time. They don’t recognize me, but that’s because they haven’t cataloged every kid from their elementary school bus and managed to identify them despite the ravages of 20 years. So what might be a coincidence for someone else, like running into a childhood friend on the corner, is something I do without blinking twice.
So back to this weekend. I went with my girlfriend to pick up her friend who was showing a piece at an art exhibit opening that night. I knew he worked for a company I had an interview with last year. I also knew his roommate worked at the same place. I had heard stories about this crazy, substance abusing roommate, who one time woke up at their place with crack and a crack pipe in his hands, not remembering how he got them. He also routinely wakes up wounded from fights behind fried chicken joints because his inebriated ass likes to start shit.
What I didn’t know was what he looked like. So when he staggers into the room, with lasts nights scrapes on his hands and face and introduces himself, I immediately recognize him as on of the people that interviewed me a year ago.
I’m sure he’s totally professional at work. I was assured of that by my girlfriend’s friend and he seemed quite on the level when I first met him. But imagine interviewing at a job, and then a year later seeing him again, this time bleeding from a crack related altercation!
Well I think it’s funny.
what if?
what if only you had shown up at the interview with a crack pipe not remembering how you got there.
the good times you could have had…….