This past Monday evening, as I was about to enter Union Station to catch my train home, I bumped into an old classmate from high school. A couple weeks before, I ran into him as I was exiting the train station. He was on the same train as me but we didn't realize it until we were coming out the Madison Street exit. He doesn't work in Chicago or regularly take my train. In fact, Monday night, it looked like he was coming out of the Ogilvie Station.
In a city as large as Chicago, what are the odds of randomly running into someone you know? Is the world really this small or is the term "small world" just too overused?
My sisters both live in New York City. They've told me that they repeatedly will see random people that they know out at different restaurants. Just yesterday, my sister told me that she randomly found out that a girl she went to college with lives in the same apartment complex as her.
Just in case you still thought the world was a big place...I have a friend who is originally from France but currently lives in California. While she was in Europe, she randomly saw someone that she knew from back in California.
Although the population of the world continues to increase, it seems like somehow we still manage to keep it small enough to see the people we know.
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