What are the Odds?

 

You see your ex-boyfriend’s daughter on a plane leaving New York City when you both live in different Louisiana cities and haven’t spoken in a while.

You sit in front of someone in a Broadway theater who starts talking and knows your co-worker in Baton Rouge.

Your father-in-law’s room in a nine-story hospital is the same one your father was in the night he died three years before.

You see the doctor who saved your life by removing your ruptured appendix in an elevator at a hospital where your niece just had her appendix removed 22 years later.

You walk into Tiger Stadium, which holds 92,000 people, and the first thing you see is a classmate from 31 years ago.

You mention to a college friend that you saw the B-52s when they performed at the TODAY Show and she said she was there and you find each other in pictures when you didn’t know each other.

Weird Occurrence: David said he was leaving the hospital and a little lady, probably 90, was having trouble balancing. She asked to take his hand. He walked her to the car. She said she had macular degeneration. Mrs. T. had that. He walked off and she said to him, “Say bye, Betty.” He kept walking because he thought she needed to concentrate. Betty is Mrs. T’s name.

When seeking a sign that running for office was the right decision, I was at Academy buying shirts to monogram the Republican seal and my name, I checked out and gave my debit card. The woman said, “Look what my name is.” It said Mary. I said, “What’s your middle name?” Wait for it...Louise.