Stellar.

I'm living all my online dating fears.

The one man I call my Sherpa? When I messaged him tonight, he messaged back quickly.  He asked if it was me he saw at a local coffee shop.  He relayed the name of the shop and its address. 

Really?  Now I know that the one I inadvertently gave my first and last name to (yea, Google email) is really sitting outside my home waiting to attack.   Keep out you psycho.

Laughing out loud.  Stunned.  And trying desperately to figure out if this guy who spotted me was the one I was holding the door for (he was awfully short!), or someone working behind the counter?  I scanned his pics on OKC, but I don’t remember anyone who looked like him.  Jaysus.  Just my luck.

At least I’m laughing about it.  For now.  After all, he recognized me because he was online too. I knew it could happen, I just didn't think it would happen, you know, in real life.  And why the heck didn't I see him?  I'm so obtuse, plus I was with my daughter.  We were having a special breakfast just her and me. That took precedence over me scanning the crowd for OKC faces.  

Now; however, I'm on the lookout.