It's a small world...

[AchtungBaby80]

When I was really young, my mom had to send me to day care at a local church all the time because she worked. One of my best friends while I was there was a little girl about my age with long blonde hair. Well, after I got older and started school, I never saw her again. Even though we lived in the same town, we had gone to different elementary schools and of course we never saw each other at the middle school because I was a grade behind her and each grade is separated into its own wing of the building so there's no interaction there. But my freshman year of high school, a new friend of mine from French class convinced me to sit at her table at lunch...and I couldn't believe it, because when I got to the table there sat the girl I had been such good friends with in day care! I thought she had moved away or something. And that's not all--I found out later from my mom that the girl and I are related! In fact, her father and my uncle used to be inseparable back when they were growing up. Now, almost eight years later, we're still friends and she's the only one out of my high school group that still calls me.

[adduncan]

Pat and I are at a big party thrown by a swanky hotel for NYE. We got their early, parked at some great seats, then all of a sudden, he zeros in on someone across the room, like a pointer who got wind of a duck.
"The looks just like a guy from KA at Purdue....." (One of his pledge brothers had transferred from Purdue to Texas A&M after initiation.)
"Pat, the world is not that small. It can't be him. Your eyes are playing tricks on you."
"No, it looks *exactly* like him, it can't be anyone else."
"For the love of God, don't embarass me, OK? It probably isn't him."
"No, I won't, but if I see him go to the bar or something, I'll get up and 'run into him accidentally' or something."

I am now preparing to hide under the table as he bothers some stranger.

But it really WAS his "long lost" pledge brother and they've been inseparable ever since!

Adrienne PNAM-2003

[deltaphi94]

I was out shopping with my mother several years ago, and she and I were just looking around. Out of nowhere, this blonde girl who was working at the store walked up to me.

"Is your name ____?"

yes.

"Did you go to _____ school?"

yes.

"Well, my name is ____."

She turned out to be a girl whose mother taught first grade at my school for a while. She transferred out in 2nd or 3rd grade, and I hadn't seen her since. I couldn't believe that she remembered me, let alone recognized me, after 10 years or more. I like to think I'm pretty good with names and faces most of the time, but I never would have placed her.

[ilovemyglo]

The sigma chi i was dating RIGHT before I met Garrett (te guy i have been dating recently until we broke up two days ago and I am still sad about) was at a bar we were at last weekend. Turns out Garrett's twin brother beat the crap out of him one night in college at a bar.
They laughed that I had dated him- actually so did I.

A guy at my work came in the other day, his last name was the same of my sorority sisters- because it was her dad! He works here too!

[lifesaver]

I am convinced that Texas is the worlds largest small state. 20 million people, and they all know each other.

My godparents daughter was a senior in HS when I was a freshman. Grew up across the street from her. Anyway, she works for the AG's office in Austin as an attrourney. She is still good friends with my sister. Anyway, she was at a holiday party in December and was talking withthis guest at the party. They were discussing where they were from, and it came up that they were both from the panhandle area of texas. After further discussion, turns out that the other girl Stephanie, was my next door neighbors granddaughter, and we had all played toghther as kids. Susanna and stephanie hadnt seen each other in probably 25 years.


Pretty wild.


Another story;
I only knew of one other person from my high school who now lived in San Antonio. He lived at the apartments called Tala Vera. I didnt know anyone who lived over there, so I was never there. Well a few buddies moved in there and we had finished helping them move in and was mentioning to them a fella I knew in HS lived there. We go on-line to check where he lived in the complex and found out that he lived in unit #1816. Apparently he had just moved out, because my buddies had just moved into unit #1816.

[prospectiverushee]

Back in October, I went to this job fair that was held like in the lobby of this hotel. Anyway, I circle around looking at the different employers there. So I get to the Progressive Insurance booth and the recruiter there is all smiling and waving at me. Turns out the the recruiter is a girl I went to college with! I didn't get a job Progressive, but it was werid that she remembered me after all that time

[Eclipse]

This didn't happen to me, but to my husband...

Back in the mid 90s my husband worked for a company that required that he travel internationally. He was in Geneva Switerland waiting for a train to Lausaunne (sp?). Since he only speaks English he was just reading as he was waiting. After a few minutes a man (Black American as well) came up and started a conversation with him. Evidently 6 ft 2 Black men are a bit unusual in Geneva! Anyway, they do the regular, where are you from, where are you going, etc. When the man mentioned where he was from, the conversation went like this:

husband said "You're from _____That close to my wife's hometown.

Man: Where's she from?

Husband: She's from ___________

Man: Really? I went to college there!

Husband: Really? Her parents still live there and went to the same college. Their names are _______

Man: Get outta here!

Turns out the guy knew my dad really well!!

[deltaphi94]

So, I get this call last night from a new store in the next town. For whatever reason, I didn't excuse myself from the call. It turned out to be a new business in the area, and they sent a sales rep to my house. Well, the guy they sent last night got lost. So, they sent another person out tonight. He did his sales pitch and was about to leave when he gave me a packet of information and wrote his name at the bottom of one of the pages. It just so happens that his last name is a family name of mine, so I asked him if I could ask him something totally off topic. He told me to have at it, so...

Me: 'you wouldn't happen to have any family in Kentucky, would you?'

Sales rep: (his girlfriend or someone of the sort was with him, and she told me his whole family was from Kentucky.)

Of course, when I saw the look on his face, I tried to explain my question a little.

Him: NO...

Me: Have you ever heard of this little town?

Him: We're related.

[Kevin]

I was at a party... I think we were just hanging out. Anyhow the girl I was dating from around 2 or so months back shows up with a friend of mine from highschool... Hadn't seen the dude in a long time and couldn't figure out how they had gotten together...

This is where it got interesting:

Turns out they were seeing eachother while I was seeing her...

And even more interesting:

So around a year later, she sees me driving through the parking lot at school.. She calls me up to see what I'm doing. Turns out she's certifiable... Manic depressive, bipolar, etc.. Had gone through some real issues (4 attempted suicides) and was now heavily medicated. Was interested in what I was doing later that week...

[Betarulz!]

My parents went to Nebraska back in the mid 70's and they knew exactly one guy in Beta Theta Pi...fast forward 30 years later and I end up befriending this girl on my then girlfriend's dorm floor. Start talking to her and find out her dad is a Beta, which I thought was cool (until like every 5th girl tells me that her dad was a Beta).
Thanksgiving rolls around and I'm talking to my parents about this girl and somehow it clicks that her dad was that one Beta they knew. When I think about it I'm amazed b/c she just as easily could have been someone that I met at a party and never got far enough along to even remember her last name and yet we some how managed to meet and become decent friends.

Another one happened in late spring of my senior year of HS, back in KC. Nebraska was playing in the College World Series and I was working at Panera Bread. Guy comes in wearing a Nebraska ballcap, and I said something like "You should be at home watching the game, that's what I'd be doing." We get to talking about Nebraska and he asks why I'm a fan, and I explain that both my parents are from there, what HS they went to and such. Turns out that he graduated the same year as my dad from that HS, and more than that, they had gone to the same catholic elementary and middle schools, and been fairly good friends. That was pretty weird.