Gotta love the small world thing......

It seems the older you get….the smaller the world gets……

Last night, two old friends (and co-workers) stopped in for a drink, and to purchase one of my books. In the meantime, another guy sat at the other end of the bar. Then a couple came in and sat in the middle of the bar. My two old friends and I were reminiscing about the days when we all worked together…. I walked down to the other end of the bar, the guy who was sitting there (who could not hear our conversation) mentioned that the two ladies looked familiar…..I explained that we all used to work together at a place down the road, a number of years back…..turns out he used to go in there….we all knew some of the same people. Cool.

Then the woman, (one half of the couple seated in the middle of the bar) said, “I couldn’t help overhearing your conversation…..You used to work down the road?” “Yes.” “And your name is Gretchen?” “Yes.” “Did you at one time bowl in a Wednesday morning league?” “Yes.” “And you used to play racquetball with Terry?” “Yes.” “You used to bowl with my mother.” Turns out I had met this woman before, I remembered her and her mother.

Then I heard the man, (the other part of the couple) mention a name. I quickly turned around and said “I know him!” He said it took him about half an hour to remember this guys name….”Yes, I knew him well…he worked the afternoon shift, and would stop in five nights a week after work.” More connections.

Thennnnnnn…the guy at the end had a friend join him….yup, you’ve got it….he too knew used to go in the old place…

I love this “Six degrees of separation”……and when you’ve spent your entire life in the same area….the “separation” is usually a lot less than six degrees. What fun!

A little while later three more guys came in, they too were from the old place.

I only had a total of 10 customers last night…each group of two or three, total strangers to each other, (or so it would seem) but we all had a connection. Ya gotta smile!