The other day, I was telling a teammate at an ultimate game how excited I was about being asked to sub for a friend’s volleyball team the next day. In turn, she got excited and asked if she could add me to the subs list of her own volleyball team. Of course! I love wolley-ball!
And then our conversation took an interesting turn:
Me: Where do you play?
Her: Location X.
Me: Oh, really? I have a friend who was going to join the league there as a single [as in, someone who doesn't have a team yet but would like to join an existing one if there are spots available] there. I don’t know what night she plays though…
Her: What’s her name?
Me: FirstName.
Her: FirstName what?
Me: FirstName LastName.
Her: Oh. I picked her up off the singles list this season.
Me: *Blink. Blink**Cricket*
Two people who I never would have thought would have crossed paths, and yet here they are, playing on the same team. Not that they’re so different, but it just doesn’t occur to me to think of people from two different groups of friends as friends, in turn. I think for most people, various groups of friends are compartmentalized by nature – so it’s always a surprise when two friends from separate groups turn out to know each other. Ottawa in particular seems to be a smaller world than other cities I’ve lived in, and it’s not the first time I’m surprised by who turns out to know whom else.





