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Opening Post

I've been thinking about starting this blog for some time now. Coincidences have always enchanted me. At different times in my life I have explored them to some extent or another. I read once that if you write down coincidences you will notice even more coincidences. That's been the case, although it is probably true of anything you particularly notice or that grabs your attention. For example, if a headlight is burned out on your car you notice many more cars in the same condition- something you didn't really see before. Perhaps that's what some coincidences are- just noticing things differently. We'll explore that later.

During this period of consideration I have had a couple of strong coincidences occur- almost but not quite compelling enough to stir me to action. However, something happened last week that finally pushed me over the edge.

What are the odds?

I have to reveal more of myself than I had hoped for this one. I sell home improvement products- wholesale to retailers. For many years I was in a retail store but recently changed. These products need to be installed, usually by professionals.

I had to inspect a jobsite, which I do maybe once or twice a month. It was about 40 miles from my home. The installer was having problems. The homeowner was there when I arrived, but not the installer. I thought I kinda recognized the man but it wasn't until a few days later it came into focus. The guy had lived in my town (pop. 250k) years before. About thirteen years ago I had been in his house. He was shopping my store. It was an unusual job and I had to take an installer with me. I didn't usually go to customer's homes myself, and even then hardly ever with an installer. What are the odds that I would be in the same man's house? The kicker?- the same installer, even though he only worked with me back then for a few months.

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