Started talking to this guy on Cupid Thursday, probably the first mildly decent (read: good, easy, engaging) convo that didn't piss me off or creep me out. As I'm going through his profile an odd thought crossed my mind, that I might "know" him already from somewhere but I'm like the odds of that are way crazy (but I'll come back to that in a sec).
So after some general chit chat, I had to run errands after my workout Saturday so he agreed to just meet me in the general area for a quick chat and whatnot. We meet up by the library, he's nice, cute and whatever then tells me how long he's been in my city. I'm thinking about his name, and some other stuff so I blurt out "WAIT- did you ever date someone named _____ (my friend)?"
He pauses, starts asking me more qs about myself and I'm like the fact that you taking a min to answer this already lets me know the answer to my q. He goes, "Yeah that's my ex-wife." And how he doesn't remember me, but I showed him a pic of her and us and some of our other friends and he's like yeahhh....So we both start cracking up at the coincidence and chat in general, then wish each other well and keep it moving. Funny enough I just was talking with her last week after a while about how we need to get dinner, and she told me they weren't together (Wednesday).
Before you start with the "I'm a hoe," I had only met him once maybe 7-8 years ago so I couldn't place him specifically, but I knew they were together for a long ass time, "married" and all. His name is distinct enough to remember but I wasn't sure if I was confused (given the time passed). It was when we were actually talking that I just knew it was him. Crazy.
Also, the conversation online and in person was very respectful, no dirty talk or shyt like that. Oh well. I should start a thread on these Cupid fiascos, my life, your entertainment