...happen in big cities?

I am one of those people who feels quite embarrassed when I speak to
or greet someone I think I know and then find out they are not someone
I know. I hope for Matilda's sake she is much more level headed about
that sort of thing.

At this point, I hope you are wondering who Matilda is.

I usually eat lunch alone since it's one of those times when I can
just let my head rest while I read and eat. Today's lunch was no
different. At my favorite Chinese buffet here in the Burg I was
munching down on some General Tso's chicken as I paged through a book
on business start ups on the Web.

I hear this lady's voice, very near and I see a small plate of fruit
and a couple of napkins appear on my table. "Darn, they must have taken
my fork!", she says.  As she walks back to get a clean one, I realize
what's going on and think that this is going to be fun. She has gotten
confused about where she is sitting. (Now, to tell you the truth I
didn't have the "fun" thought right away. My first thought really was
that this was some poor confused soul that had tripped a couple of
breakers in her circuit box.)   

Clean fork in hand, she returns to my booth. She doesn't even look
up until she is about half way seated. At this point she notices that I
am not her husband and with an embarrassed giggle takes herself and her
fruit to the booth behind me. She apologized, chattered something as
she moved, (can't recall exactly what at the moment), and sat down with
the correct man in the correct booth this time. He must be a very wise
man because he just commented quietly about it to her and they went on
with their meal.

Since I skipped the fruit, I finished before them. As I got got up
to leave I handed them a card for this blog and told them that I was
going to write about it on here and that they should "tune in" when
they got the chance. I added that I would not introduce myself so as to
not learn her name and thus avoid using it here by accident. I told her
I would give her a "blog-name" though, so Matilda, when you read this,
thanks for a lovely lunch time episode...we must do it again sometime...