A funny thing happened on the way to the shul.
I met someone from work in my building today. She recognized me by my hair.
It was a near thing, too. This wasn't a regular employee who I see nearly every day of the week that just didn't register because the context was so out there - this was someone I'd talked to yesterday in the hall for a few minutes, who was there because she's a consultant for sign language classes for kindergarten kids and their parents. She just happened to be in the hallway at work when I was there, and we were both leaving our apartments literally across the hall from each other at the same moment. If I'd been on time to go to work, I wouldn't have seen her. But I was a little late, so I did. And as I said, she recognized me by my hair.
Sometimes, these things happen, and when they do, they're worth recording.
It was a near thing, too. This wasn't a regular employee who I see nearly every day of the week that just didn't register because the context was so out there - this was someone I'd talked to yesterday in the hall for a few minutes, who was there because she's a consultant for sign language classes for kindergarten kids and their parents. She just happened to be in the hallway at work when I was there, and we were both leaving our apartments literally across the hall from each other at the same moment. If I'd been on time to go to work, I wouldn't have seen her. But I was a little late, so I did. And as I said, she recognized me by my hair.
Sometimes, these things happen, and when they do, they're worth recording.