Advertisement -- Learn more about ads on this site.


    AHTRAP   30,372
SparkPoints
30,000-39,999 SparkPoints
 
 

small world syndrome


Tuesday, October 08, 2013

I went to Detroit Monday for the ALDS game 3 matchup between the Tigers and the A's. The game didn't go to the crowd's liking, and it was really freaking cold out there ( I had 4 layers on, and still went and visited the merchandise store to see if they had any reasonably priced sweatshirts. Of course they didn't. Sorry, I'll freeze my butt off for another hour and half rather than paying 75 bucks for a sweatshirt that I don't even think looks that good), I did park a good bit out of the way (save 20 bucks on parking by crossing to the other side of the freeway? Don't mind if I do! Cost me an extra quarter mile walking each way? totally worth it), and walked a roundabout path, once deliberately, and the other time not so deliberately, since the overpass sidewalk on my apparent shortcut on the way back turned out to not exist. Woops! But hey, it counts as exercise, right?

The top layer of my clothing was a Michigan pullover, and on the way back to my car, some guy tried to give me crap by saying "Go green!", as he was a Michigan state fan. I mostly ignored him, just said something like, "Sure, whatever" with a bit of a grin to rob the words of offense, figuring he'd go off to the parking lot ahead of us, and we'd never meet again. Instead, he and his buddy were walking the same way I was going, and he kept talking, so I told him that I was born at the University of Michigan hospital, to explain how I was a Michigan fan from birth.

Randomly, he goes on saying that he worked at a hospital, and then says he worked in the IT department. Somewhat curious now, I asked what he did, and he said he worked with the EMR. Now definitely curious, I asked what hospital, and he mentioned a Flint area hospital, the name of which I recognized, but not necessarily as a customer of my former employer. So I asked which EMR, and he said "Epic", and then on the side of Gratiot Avenue in Detroit, Michigan, we had a 15 minute conversation about the software company I used to work for, and the software which we both work with. I ended up giving him a business card (an act that I think I've only done 2-3 times in my life), in case he had any decision making role. I didn't ask him that specifically, but I offered it saying, hey if your hospital ever needs outside (aka consultant) help, keep my company in mind, we do good work. And also, since he kind of hinted that he might look into the consultant route some day (and was spot on with his estimate of my salary), to drop me a line if he ever decided to do it.

Bottom line, a prime example of the small world syndrome, where we could run into someone else with some sort of commonality at any given moment under entirely random circumstances. Then again, it seems to happen too often to be completely random, y'know?
SHARE
  Member Comments About This Blog Post:

MEADSBAY 10/8/2013 10:17PM

    Great story.
emoticon

Report Inappropriate Comment
1CRAZYDOG 10/8/2013 4:33PM

    Here's to a good outcome of that small world encounter! People are put into our lives for reasons, even if it's just an encounter like you had! Good for you for giving him your business card.

Report Inappropriate Comment
SIMONEKP 10/8/2013 11:52AM

    you never know who you're going to meet

Report Inappropriate Comment

Add Your Comment to the Blog Post


Log in to post a comment.