Oh, The People You’ll Meet

A German exchange student who spoke little English
Soccer fan, butt man with his Bluetooth at the ready.
A cat-loving couple with a toddler who was almost as sad as I was to have to give up my cat.

The above are notes I made several years ago about strangers I met somewhere, but I have no idea where exactly.

From the last description, I have at least one content clue to help me place it in time and space. Before moving back to California, we had to surrender our cat, which broke our hearts. We found a no-kill shelter, and she did get adopted, but that didn’t assuage our guilt of abandoning our furry family member.

The move that resulted in our giving up our cat happened from the end of 2015 to the beginning of 2016, so I can assume I ran across the toddler-toting, cat-loving couple in California, most likely at a park cuz that’s where parents with small kids hang out. However, as to the specifics, I got nothing.

As for the other two, not a clue. German exchange student? Nope, no memory of them.

A soccer fan, butt man with Bluetooth isn’t even a proper sentence. Who is the person, and how did I run across them?

Oh, the people you’ll meet is an understatement.

What’s the takeaway? I need to write better notes if I’m planning on writing about it later on, and maybe don’t wait eight-plus years to finish a thought.

This has been your public service announcement.