Friday, January 14, 2011
I went to my chiropractor today - he comes into the room and says hold on; pulls out his phone; flips through; holds up a photo on the phone and says, "Do you recognize her?" I look, and say, "But that's Hannah - where did you run into my niece?????"
He was in Minneapolis for a conference, and checked into a hotel - the young woman checking him in says, "Oh, you're from the Virgin Islands! I have an aunt who lives there." Chiro says, "What's her name?" She tells him my name - he says, "Hey, she's my patient, we know each other, we even have friends in common and have been at weddings together! I've gotta get a picture with you!"
And he made her promise not to tell me, so he could surprise me with the photo.
I mean, really, travel 3000 miles to some chain hotel near a mall, and run into my niece???? Wow!!!!! The chances of that happening have got to be 1 in (whatever the population of the planet is right now).