i'm the worst
yesterday, i was chit chatting with some random people before church started and, since i didn’t know the guy who was sitting next to me, i introduced myself. “i’m kat, by the way.” “i’m buddy” -- interjection #1: i go to a ward of 800+ people. it’s chaotic and crowded and pheromonic, and the odds of casually running into someone you want to run into are slim to none. fate doesn’t bring you your new best friends, you have to put actual effort and scheming into finding people.-- -- interjection #2: but of course, fate ALWAYS has time to screw with me.-- -- interjection #3: knowing this, i immediately knew whom fate had seated next to me.-- “buddy, what’s your last name?” “jones.” sigh… “do you know [my boss. the boss. the first name on the firm's letterhead.]?” “... oh... you’re THAT kat.” “yep. i am.” “... i didn’t plan this!” “i don’t even know how you would plan this.” [awkward silence. church starts] okay. why don’t we rewind a couple of months? ...