All of a sudden a man pulled his car into the spot directly to the left of us. We did a double-take. His car looked exactly like ours -- metallic green exterior, beige interior, same make, same model (BMW 740il), only his was five years newer.
He rolled down his window and shouted to us in a friendly fashion, "You folks bought my car!" We were surprised and said, "What do you mean?" He repeated, "No, really, the car you're driving used to be my car for 16 years until I put it up for sale in 2010. I recognize the license plate. I was wondering who bought my car, and now I know!"
That launched us into a very pleasant twenty-minute conversation about what good care he'd taken of the car (he was the only owner, until we bought it), how delighted we were that he put the car up for sale and that my husband happened to see it advertised online, and how we really do love the car.
We ended by introducing ourselves; he said that his late wife's name was Linda -- another coincidence, since my name is Linda. He lives several miles away in a different part of Marin County and rarely comes to this office supply store...so the fact that he was there that day was quite unusual.
It's so interesting, because we have often said that we'd like to personally thank the previous owner of our car for taking such marvelous care of it, and for putting it up for sale just at the exact time when we needed an excellent car. So it was super-satisfying when, by some quirk of fate, that very man pulled in right next to us and we were able to tell him how much we appreciated everything about the car he had owned for so many years.
Sometimes you have an experience where the odds of it happening are probably one in a gazillion. This was one of those times.