Or when you see someone's "twin" at the mall or the movie theatre and you are 100% sure they were not separated at birth, like in a cheesy after-school special?
Weird, for sure.
Something very similar happened to me, but it doesn't fall into either of those two freaky categories. It's stranger than fact or fiction.
Is it Karma? The Universe? Or the Great and Powerful Oz?
(Yes, we watched the critically un-acclaimed Muppet's Wizard of Oz on the weekend. Twice. It was one of the world's worst Ground Hog Day moments.)
Ah, but I have drifted.
The point is, that whatever the source, what happened to be me last week was extremely odd.
It's a sort of Literary Doppelganger.
Are you ready to be slightly amused, dumbfounded, or quite possibly all-out shocked?
|Mr. B.'s Doppelganger - Mr. Hoover the Principal.|
What a cute coincidence I thought.
|Mr. B IS Mr. Hoover.|
It was so eerie that the staff began to wonder if I had this done on purpose. But since I wrote the book 4 years ago, and only started at Linden Meadows last year, this is impossible.
|Mr. Hood IS Mr. Cohen.|
|Mr. Hood's Doppelganger - Mr. Cohen the Librarian|
I am now looking to find Mrs. Rosetti, Mr. O'Brien and Mrs. Chan in the faces of our staff. Who knows whose fictional twin is lurking in the halls of Linden Meadows...