Saturday, December 12, 2009

"Random With Reason"


I'm with the baby on that one.

Last Tuesday, I was waiting for my girl to meet up with me to attend this Google Holiday party. I stood in Starbucks on the corner of Madison and 41st, to avoid the bitter winds. A random guy, in corporate attire, walking down the block, came in and approached me. He seemed a bit nervous..slightly frantic even. He said he had a 'friend' that would love me and that I was everything that his 'friend' was looking for in a woman. I was his 'type.' (ha)
'I really don't do this at all, but he's a REALLY good guy.. looking for something serious..an attorney.. good looking..' I could tell he was a lawyer as well, because this dude was seriously pleading for this phantom-friend of his..

I smiled and listened. Oh yea, to add to the randomality of it all-his 'friend' lives in Oakland California.

(Of course)

He gave me his friend's name and insisted I Facebook him. Did I do it? Of COURSE I did.
And he's actually pretty hot! You know I had to send him a friend request..hey, you never know!

For some reason, the most random things always happen to me. Not a bad thing..for the most part. I tend to attract random people, end up at random events, and random places that most people on my 'level,' don't (open for interpretation). An open-mind and a willingness to take risks I feel is what puts me in random positions. I mean, let's face it, you've got to be open to take on the random shit in order for it to manifest...

Even my job is pretty unusual. And it's amazing. But I love being unconventional. It's the only way I've ever known-even as a child. I was voted 'most-unique' in high-school. The line-name given to me when I 'joined' my sorority was 'Anomalous,' which means 'to deviate from the norm.'
I don't even look like I'm a part of my own family. People have been calling me adopted since I was a 1-year old baby. (Actually thought I was adopted for a while too, but that's another topic.)

But let me just say that stereo-types are for suckers. My Mom has dubbed me 'weird' since I was like 6 years old. And honestly, not much has changed.

But being 'different' puts me in these unique scenarios and as a result, I'm blessed with unique opportunities, as well. If I were to disclose some of the people I've connected with, some places that I've been, some men that have tried to holler at me, you might think I'm lying.

(So, I'll keep the details to myself.)

Certainly I'm not the only girl who has ever been approached by a Latino attorney, in Starbucks, who wanted to play match-maker with his tall, handsome law-school boy who lives on the West-Coast-right? But I just site this as the most recent example of randomonium.

This is also one reason I love to run the streets of NY- I always meet some of God's most interesting children. It keeps life exciting and gives me stories to tell.

On top of all of that, I feel He (God) puts these people in my path for a reason. It's never clear upon initial meeting, but it always makes sense at some point. Reason, season or lifetime, every random encounter, and random place and random person, serves its purpose.

So, dear readers, I challenge you to ponder:

When was your last random encounter and what came of it?