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Double life
October 28, 2007
For the past few months, I’ve been wrongly receiving e-mails meant for a different Rachel, who I assume has an address that’s almost identical to mine.
It began with a businesslike message from a man who excitedly wrote that he was happy to have me as a client. There was also something about a bed and breakfast. I guess I was going to be in town. At the time, I disregarded the mix up and wrote a short reply that I would go on to use liberally in the following months. Sorry, I think you have the wrong Rachel.
And then came more. I hardly ever received a reply, even though it was obvious that the many senders each had a unique relationship with me. They came from different parts of the country, and then, Europe.
I was asked if I thought Madrid was all it was cracked up to be by someone from Vermont. I was reminded to stop by Bordeaux on my way to Paris. I was told that my friend Carlow would be visiting with relatives until Wednesday, but would be back in time to see me this weekend.
It was around the end of September when I received the most of these messages, and at the time, I was in the process of bugging my friends for used bikes for use on the days when I didn’t have more than $2 for gas.
A couple weeks later, I received another e-mail. I assumed it was for me, being in my inbox and all.
“Rachel, I hope you enjoyed meeting with Sandra, Doug and I two Sundays ago.”
Where was I two Sundays ago?
“On the walk I suggested that if you wanted a bicycle then we had a spare one which you can borrow. If you would like the bicycle give me a call and you can come and collect etc. It is in full working order.”
Have I been asking everyone and their mother for a used bike? Did I seriously mention that I’m on a bike hunt to two people I hardly know ?
“Also I said I would inform you of the next walk – I still have to agree a date but I’ll let you know when it is to be.”
Was that charity walk two weeks ago? Did I stupidly agree to another one, and now I don’t know when it is? Or what it is?
I stared at my screen, searching my memory for a Doug or a Sandra and wondering what in my life has caused me to be such an absentminded jackass, if all that fast food really was that destructive.
I gave in and replied, apologizing for my being an idiot and asked them to remind me who they were. Story in short: They were from Stirling. In Scotland. I wouldn’t be getting a bike.
It makes me wonder if there’s another one of me running around somewhere, traveling like I wish I was. You know, to save me money. Another possibility? Me: From the future.
Categories: Daily
October 27th, 2007 at 11:26 pm
A twin maybe? Separation at birth?
The bike thing is a crazy coincidence.
October 28th, 2007 at 12:28 am
It’d be neat if you knew what her real e-mail was. Then you could ask her if she took the bike and rode it through Scotland.
October 28th, 2007 at 12:32 am
Lisa - She better have taken the bike and rode it through Scotland!
October 29th, 2007 at 11:03 am
That would seriously creep me out, and also make me question a lot of assumptions I have about reality and the laws of the universe…
October 29th, 2007 at 7:53 pm
It would be kind of crazy if you started meeting people with the same names as those in the e-mails and end up traveling, not on purpose, to the same places.
October 29th, 2007 at 11:39 pm
Maybe you from another dimension? How completely interesting and intriguing!
October 31st, 2007 at 4:16 pm
did they misspell your original email somehow? or were they sent to your address, with somebody’s else name and that girly is likely using a fake account to scam ppl? :P
November 1st, 2007 at 7:17 pm
Its you from the future. Someone poisoned the coffee. Don’t drink the coffee.