weird things

I had some a strange series of events happen to me today.

Today was my second day at work, my first day running the cash registers. The first in the series happened a couple hours after I got to work, when I was already comfortable with normal transactions. While a woman was checking out, she and I were chatting about different things, and she decided to confide in me that she didn't think it was all that nice in our store when the "other people are here," but that it was always nice whenever I was working with the woman who happened to be helping me out this morning. Keep in mind that this is my first day. She proceeds to tell me that her son likes me, too, and that he knows me from the gaming store, "what's its name?" I told her the name, Misty Mountain Games, and she confirms it, saying that I'm such a great guy, and that her son really likes me (she did say it twice). She talked with me about gaming, and how her son used to be into Mage Knight, but didn't like it because of how the other kids act, and he's now into some sort of live gaming. She also told me that she sometimes plays a "Kinder" (she meant "Kender") in her son's game, and asked me, "what have you got in your pockets?" (very kender-like)

After work, I decided to go to Wendy's for supper. As I was waiting at the stoplight to turn in, someone started honking at me, trying to get me attention. I looked and wasn't sure who it was, but didn't recognize any of the cars in the area from which the honking was coming. As I started to make the turn, I heard more honking and looked again, this time seeing the car and the person leaning out of the window waving at me. I waved back but was sure that I didn't know the person. You need to know that my car is very hard to mistake with any other car, so I don't see how they thought they knew me.

When I got into Wendy's, there was one person behind me in line who apparently knew the cashier. They started talking when I got up to order, but I just kept smiling like I often do. Someone behind the counter said something to the cashier, to which she responded that she was helping her friend. Her friend said something like, "that's me," but the cashier said no, the guy standing over there, motioning to me. "He's my man, he's in here all the time." I don't know this woman at all, and I'd only been in the store twice or three times. After I finished eating, I finally caught on to everything that was happening enough that I started to play along. I went to the counter to ask for a refill, and said "Flo." (Her name was Florencestine, or something strange like that) She turned around and asked what she could do for me, so I asked for the refill. She said, "sure, anything for you, your my man. You're in her all the time." When she handed me back my cup, she asked if I wanted anything else, and I'm sure she would've hooked me up with whatever I wanted. But I just said that I wanted to go home.

Like I said, it was a strange day; I almost felt like I'd been transported forward in time to when I actually knew all these people. I don't know.