Doppelgänger
For whatever reason, the Subaru wagon is a common sight around Oakland and Berkeley. We contribute to this by having two of them. (Lisa's is useful for hauling around materials for work, and my recumbent trike fits perfectly in the back of mine). So it wasn't all that noteworthy yesterday when I headed out for a ride with my trike, pulled into a parking lot and found the only available space was a handicap spot right next to another handi-spot occupied by another Subaru wagon–– same model, same year.
As I drew closer, what really got my attention though was the recumbent trike in the back of this car. An interesting coincidence. But then the car door opens and a man with a walking stick just like mine gets out. I couldn't believe it. A moment later, as I'm parking the car I notice he has exactly the same bumpersticker in exactly the same place on his car.
At this point I was preparing myself to come face to face with my long lost twin. Or maybe my alternate universe self. You know: Good Robb vs. Evil Robb.
Turns out, even though we have similar tastes and physical abilities (we were both injured in the same month, in the same year!) it wasn't at all like gazing into a mirror––we were born a decade apart and on separate continents.
Just as well. I was in no mood to do battle with my evil self.
As I drew closer, what really got my attention though was the recumbent trike in the back of this car. An interesting coincidence. But then the car door opens and a man with a walking stick just like mine gets out. I couldn't believe it. A moment later, as I'm parking the car I notice he has exactly the same bumpersticker in exactly the same place on his car.
At this point I was preparing myself to come face to face with my long lost twin. Or maybe my alternate universe self. You know: Good Robb vs. Evil Robb.
Turns out, even though we have similar tastes and physical abilities (we were both injured in the same month, in the same year!) it wasn't at all like gazing into a mirror––we were born a decade apart and on separate continents.
Just as well. I was in no mood to do battle with my evil self.
Comments
-Mama Bear of 3Bears
That is so CRAZY!!!
I leave the country for two days and you slip into a parallel universe.
That's just insane!
long distance west coast hugs...gf
Grumpy Grinch
nu-nu-nu-nu
nu-nu-nu-nu
nu-nu-nu-nu!
(That's me singing the Close Encounter's creepy song!)
Actually, I don't really your story creepy - just SUPER COOL!
If he shows up at the pool tomorrow, though, I'd be a little wary....
Are you throwing wild parties at the place while Lisa is gone? Don't forget to hide the empties somewhere other than in your kitchen trash can....maybe you can chuck 'em at the UPS guy from your window!
xo
g
Watch out so that he doesnt end up moving into your same building and trying to take over your life ala "single white female" or whatever.
Worlds are colliding....
(that looks like I spelled it wrong)
Annalisa
-Diane/ Astro D
My husband has a doppelganger, though not as interesting as yours. HIs DG is the kind that never pays his bills, so we get regular calls from various and sundry collections agencies (though sometimes rather interesting ones - Harley Davidson was the best!). My husband's name is Anthony Cole - one of his co-workers cleverly dubbed the DG "The Anti-Cole". It was rather amusing until we got a call from the FBI wanting to question The Anti-Cole in the Eric Rudolph case.....