I was at Glen Waverley shopping after work and visited Breadtop to get some bread for lunch tomorrow. There was a girl there who yelled my name.
Girl: Winnie!
Me: Umm. Yes??
Girl: Yeah. Hi, its me… You don’t live here…
Me: No I don’t. I live in [suburb]. Um… Am I supposed to know you?
Girl: Yes, I met you July last year..
Me: Ah.. ok then,
Girl: You did Environmental Science, you came to Melbourne 18 years ago and you work at the water company.
Me: Yes.. Did you go to Monash or something??
Girl: No, I study dentistry at Melbourne.
Me: Do you know my parents?
Girl: No, you still don’t remember me?
Me: No. Can you please tell me where and how we met..?
The girl refuses to answer my question and makes another statement
Girl: You’re a Buddhist!
That rang a bell in my head. I suddenly thought about the incident in the city about a year ago, where the three Christians kept following me for 30 minutes and tried to persuade me into going to their Church.
Me: Ah yes. You go to Church here.
Girl: Now you remember. So how have you been??
Me: I am good. Life is good, everything is good.
Girl: Are you still free on Sundays?
Me: Nope. I’ve fully converted into Buddhism and I attend group meetings every so often.
Girl: Oh no, you won’t have time to come to Mass then. Implying that she wants to get me into her religion
Me: Oh yes, Breadtop is closing down soon, so I have to get to the ATM to get some money to pay for my bread. And that was how I got out of the conversation
Geezz. She must have a good memory. We only spoke for 30-45 minutes in the city and had a conversation about reality. We haven’t seen each other since and yet she remembers me. We are not friends - just strangers talking to each other about the existence of God. She must have a very good memory. A year later, we bump into each other 20 km from where we met.
I’ve made two conclusions from this. One is that it’s a small world here and the other one is that some people are so scary.