Tuesday, March 08, 2011

Metal shop? Oh, Miss Nalca's Interpretive Dance, Two Semesters. I Was Usually in the Back Because of My Weak Ankles

Today I drove to a birthday party for a friend (the bus doesn't go there and it's too far to walk). While sitting at a red traffic light the car next to me honked their horn and I was startled to see the man driving the car had his window down, was leaning out, and was trying to tell me something. I hesitated, unsure what to do in such a situation. He was young looking, tan, with sunglasses on and he didn't seem angry, so I rolled down my passenger window.
"Is your name K La?" He asked. I was stunned.
"K la Maidenname?" He said. I was slightly nervous at this point.
"Don't you recognize me? It's me!" He said his name and then, in fact, I did recognize him. More from his voice than his looks. He was a boy I went to High school with, we lived a few blocks away form each other. How weird that we run into each other sitting in traffic in Sunland. Crazy.

5 comments:

  1. Don't you just love it when stuff like that happens?

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  2. What a small world!

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  3. I love your title for this one.

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  4. I do too, and now it's killing me since I have no idea where it's from.

    Who did you run into? Do I know him?

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  5. It's Emperor's New Groove!

    Kronk: Hey, don't I know you?
    Pacha: I... I don't think so.
    Kronk: Wrestled you in high school.
    Pacha: I don't remember that, no.
    Kronk: Metal shop? Oh, I know, Miss Nalca's interpretive dance, two semesters. I was usually in the back because of my weak ankles. C'mon, you gotta help me out here.

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