Thursday, October 22, 2015
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A few years ago, when Messenger was still a thing (I’m talking about the real Messenger not the app you have installed in you Smartphone) and Facebook was just starting (for me 2008), I got a friend request from someone who seemed familiar. But it wasn’t, he sounded familiar for only one small detail: his name. His name hold some similarities to my name. Interested enough (and stupid) decided to accept this stranger. He resulted to be talkative enough to keep me talking for a few months, afterwards he added me on messenger, I got to know him a little better. But things change, I decided to unfriend him from Facebook and after changing my email address, I completely lost track of him forever. Well, not forever at least for 3 years, until I decided to look for a job. And there, during my second job interview, guess who was the one doing it? Yep, him. The guy with my name. I didn’t recognize him at all. I had only met him through pictures, but I guess he knew who I was and decided to say it. And that was the start for a doomed love. I won’t tell the details but after all those coincidences, I gave it a chance. I thought that it could mean something, after all, not everyday you find someone with your name who happens to have contacted you before. It didn’t last much and I’m glad it didn’t. I guess that was one very unfortunate coincidence.
Ps.: You won’t believe how many people I have met that are called like me. I guess my parents didn’t give much thought about it