The weirdest thing happened to me tonight (alas, weirder than being squirted with a water gun at a bus stop). Well, maybe not completely weird, but it was kinda odd.
Around 10:30 tonight, I walked out of the house and caught a cab to Tom-Tom, a club in Adams Morgan, to celebrate the birthday of my friend Kelly. I remembered the cab driver because he had a major ear piece for his phone hooked around his head. He drove me to Tom-Tom and I got out.
About two hours later (nice party, by the way), I walked out of the bar and hailed a cab to go back home. A cab pulled over, I got in and it was THE SAME CAB DRIVER! I got in and said hello and then looked at him and said, "Hey wait, didn't you bring me over here??" He turned around and said, "Oh my god, this has never happened to me before!" Me either!
We became immediate friends and talked the entire drive home. He was a really nice man. On the drive over, he was just a person, shuttling me from one place to another. But two hours later, without talking to him between times, we connected and he became a real person.
And I realize that this happens to me every day, all day. I meet people without meeting them. People help me out all the time, make my life easier in some way, and I have no idea who they are. And I do the same for them - and we don't know a thing about each other.
This doesn't mean I am going to start striking up deep, meaningful conversations with the dry cleaner, or the Metro cop, or the CVS cashier. But I hope that I remember that these are people going through their lives - just as I am - trying to get by and, hopefully, striving to do the right thing, helping other people to get through their lives too.