Friday, April 26, 2013


Last Friday night, the night before my ex-husband got married to the woman he left me for, i went to a concert with a friend.  Before the concert, we went to the Wild Ginger in Seattle for dinner.  No reservations.  Friday night.  We ended up sandwiched in at the bar.

Normally i would never do such a thing, but because we were practically thigh to thigh, i said something to the people sitting next to us.  You know, something like, "That drink looks good, what's in it?"

We continued chatting sporadically through the meal.  They were going to the same concert.  I offered my opinion on the house Manhattan (delicious!).  At the end of the meal, we were presented with a bill, which my friend and i paid.  Then we were presented with a second bill.  WTF? Turns out that the bar dude, in all the confusion, had given us the bill of the people we had been chatting with.

Hilarity ensued. They "Thanked" us for paying their bill, since their bill was more expensive.   While the bill issue was being sorted out, I made a comment that i had wanted to go hiking that day, but it had been too rainy.  Then i said "I am hoping for a plague of locusts tomorrow because my ex-husband is getting married."  (I had had two of the house Manhattans (delicious!).)

The man looks and me and says "Meno?"  I gaped at him.  He says "I am (the ex-husband's soon to be new wife)'s ex-husband."

"Jackson?"  i say.  I hadn't recognized him.


Of all the gin joints in all the towns......  What are the chances?

We talked some more after that, much more seriously,  and he gave me his contact information.

I don't believe in karma, or fate, but this might change my mind.


Therese said...

Wow. Listen, enough of this. I want to write to you. I don't know if there is an email listed on my account (there shouldn't be) but please write me at

It's a throwaway, but I'll check it for once and we can be friends. I know you too well to not know you.

Lynnea said...

That's insane, but very cool. With that kind of karma swirling around you, maybe you'll get your wish for locusts!

Mrs. Chili said...


Bob said...

I guess it really is a small world. How bizarre.

I hope the concert was good - sounds like you were well primed to enjoy it.

mischief said...

That's really weird. Maybe you can marry Jackson just to teach the exes a lesson. People talk about marrying for love, marrying for money, but rarely about marrying for revenge. It seems like the most sensible plan at this point, and especially after a few Manhattans. I hope your locusts came true, I hope you enjoyed the concert, and I hope that things go your way from here on out. x

jaded said...

I don't know about karma either, but I enjoy an unlikely coincidence

luckyzmom said...

Wow. Hope this chance encounter will benefit you both.

Mrs4444 said...

Mine, too; that's CRAZY!