Don't I Know You From Somewhere?

We were on the way home from dinner in Chelsea last night, riding on our regular local subway. Late night, it's better to stay on the train you are on then get off and wait on the Express. We like to watch the late-night crowds on the subway, as you are guaranteed to see something strange. Like the woman so short her legs didn't reach the ground when she sat down! But, I digress. At 50th Street, lots of people get on and the train is super crowded. I look up to continue my people-watching, and see someone I know! My old friend Natalie from Longhorn Singer days! She has long hair now and so I wasn't sure at first that it was her, but she recognized me, too, and we both said 'What are you doing here?' at the same time. Turns out she was in town visiting a cousin that lives here on 72nd Street (thus the reason she was on my subway line), and I clued her in on the fact that I'm married now and my husband and I live here. It was by far the most random thing that has happened to me in a while, if not ever. I mean, what are the odds of running into someone in a crowded New York City subway car (and there are at least 10 cars per train) that you haven't seen in 5+ years in a completely different part of the country? We didn't get to talk long since she was getting off in 2 stops. I didn't even get to give her a hug as we were crammed in and talking over a bunch of people. Oh well, it was still cool to see her and wish her well, etc.! What a strange coincidence! Joel, of course, didn't think it was that odd. Typical.

(Incidentally, I can't for the life of me remember her last name! Anyone know her too, and want to help me out here? Geez, I'm getting old. I can't remember last names of people I hung out with for several years in the height of my college career. Must be the alcohol consumption.)