My across the street neighbors decided to go away for a couple of days and I was talking to the lady that lives there about feeding their cat.
It was one of those conversations that should have taken two minutes and we both ended up standing in my driveway talking about life for 45 minutes when I should have been unloading the trunk full of groceries I was supposed to be handling.
Somehow we got into the subject of retirement. These neighbors have kids about my age and none of them live in this area anymore. She was telling me how they have friends that live here and there and how [insert retired professional athlete here] is a good friend of her husbands and they might end up near where this guy lives.
And I said “Oh, my Dad went to college with [aforementioned retired professional athlete] at [big sports school]. They were in the dorms together.”
My neighbor, whom I have lived across the street from for almost four years stares at me for a minute and then says:
“My husband went to [big sports school] and was in the dorm with [same retired professional athlete]”.
Holy shit people, my Dad was in the dorms with my across the street neighbor. They were freshman the same year. I have lived directly across the street from this man for FOUR YEARS and I didn’t even know that he went to the same college as my father.
It is like when you are on facebook and you realize that two of your friends from totally different places know each other. Like when it turned out that a lady I knew from preschool lived on the same street as Aviva when they were growing up in Colorado.
But what are the odds? And who else lives here. I feel compelled to run around asking everyone where and when they went to college.
Has this happened to you?