Thursday, November 29, 2012

I beg your pardon?


I live in a city of over a million, very densely populated and with loads of buildings, apartments, lofts, houses, abodes, lodgings, accommodations. Hotels, yes, also a multitude of hotels. And hostels! And couch surfers! Millions of beds to rest at the end of the day!

Now, how is it in heaven possible that the Australian guy who crossed the hemisphere to move here just  two months ago, who I met last week and went on a date with last night, how is it for heaven´s sake possible that of all the apartments in this city of over a million he happens to live in the one right above my ex?!


His bedroom exactly above my ex´s ??!! Not even, like, one on the 1st floor and the other on the 4th, nop! Same street, same building, same staircase, one on the 2nd floor, the other on the 3rd.

Statistically…how many chances, really?!

It´s clear that someone, somewhere, has a great sense of humor (including me, because each time I think of it, I have to laugh).
Oh boy.