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The Long Arm Of Coincidence From Bavaria To USA
Thursday, August 27, 2015 17:08
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Here’s a coincidence story I saw in a copy of the Daily Mail newspaper.
Back in 1976, I was working for Marconi on the Exosat satellite programme. The German Messerschmitt-Bolkow-Blohm (MBB) was the prime contractor.
I had to go to a meeting at MBB headquarters in Munich, and my golf partner and colleague at Marconi was working nearby.
I rang him and asked whether there was anything I could bring him, and he replied, “I’d love a bottle of Scotch.” I asked him how I would get it too him, and he said to call him when the meeting was over and he would come over to MBB to pick it up.
I duly took the bottle to Munich. My meeting overran, so I made a local call to ask him what to do, “Leave it in reception and I’ll pick it up in the morning, he said.
So I did and behind the desk was a gorgeous girl in traditional Bavarian dress. Not having good enough German, I explained slowly in English that the package was for a friend who would collect it the following day and added, “Do you understand?”
She replied, “Sure I do.”
I asked where she was from and she told me, “The United States.”
“Yes, but which one?”
She replied, “California.”
Her next three answers narrowed the location to a little town near San Jose, which she said, I wouldn’t have hear of. I had learned her name by this time and suggested, “Try me, Elizabeth.”
I don’t know which of us was more surprised when she said, “Los Gatos,” and I replied that my daughter was at that time doing a graduation year in Los Gatos High School, near San Jose, California.
The arm of coincidence is very long for me!
~ Stan Armstrong
I had to go to a meeting at MBB headquarters in Munich, and my golf partner and colleague at Marconi was working nearby.
I rang him and asked whether there was anything I could bring him, and he replied, “I’d love a bottle of Scotch.” I asked him how I would get it too him, and he said to call him when the meeting was over and he would come over to MBB to pick it up.
I duly took the bottle to Munich. My meeting overran, so I made a local call to ask him what to do, “Leave it in reception and I’ll pick it up in the morning, he said.
So I did and behind the desk was a gorgeous girl in traditional Bavarian dress. Not having good enough German, I explained slowly in English that the package was for a friend who would collect it the following day and added, “Do you understand?”
She replied, “Sure I do.”
I asked where she was from and she told me, “The United States.”
“Yes, but which one?”
She replied, “California.”
Her next three answers narrowed the location to a little town near San Jose, which she said, I wouldn’t have hear of. I had learned her name by this time and suggested, “Try me, Elizabeth.”
I don’t know which of us was more surprised when she said, “Los Gatos,” and I replied that my daughter was at that time doing a graduation year in Los Gatos High School, near San Jose, California.
The arm of coincidence is very long for me!
~ Stan Armstrong
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