The Day I Met The Other Me.

Happily browsing in a particularly long, narrow aisle of a clothing store, I was concentrating on the display of numerous tops and blouses. Carefully examining each one, I got about halfway down the racks when my path was blocked by another woman coming in the opposite direction. I went left, she went the same way, I went right, she did the same, and again, we both tried to go to my left. I couldn’t help laughing at the silly situation. Then I saw she was laughing too and the thought crossed my mind, well at least she looks happy and isn’t getting annoyed about not being able to pass me. She seems alright!

When I mumbled, “Sorry,” and saw her lips moving in time with mine, that’s when it hit me! The other woman was my reflection in a mirror at the end of the aisle. It wasn’t a long shop, just a short one with a mirrored wall at the end. Strange! I didn’t recognise myself at all, at least, not for a couple of minutes. I wonder what that says about me? I was totally embarrassed in case someone had seen me apologising to myself, and left the shop in haste.

Do you have strange or silly stories to tell like this?


About caroleparkes

My husband calls me a butterfly because I flit from one hobby to another. Apart from being a wife for 52 years, a mother of three sons, and a grandmother, I'm also an author, genealogist, amateur artist, a lover of most needlecrafts, and occasional poet. Of the above, my most enduring interest has been writing and I hope to be doing it well into old age.
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14 Responses to The Day I Met The Other Me.

  1. Kazzmoss says:

    Reblogged this on The Magic of Stories and commented:
    This made me laugh. Haven’t we all done something similar?

    Follow Carole while you are there.


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  3. Kazzmoss says:

    This prompted me to write a post of my own, something your story reminded me of. You can read it here –

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  4. Kazzmoss says:

    This did make me laugh, both it being a mirror and then not recognising yourself!

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  5. BooksBy JJ.Hughes says:

    Cute story, although I can’t say I’ve ever done that one, we’ve all done silly things from time to time.

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  6. Elle says:

    I was in a mirror maze in a Victorian amusement arcade. I lost my sisters and then saw them at the end of the corridor of mirrors at the exit waving. I rush on, walked smack into a mirror and nearly knocked my self out. The mirror was so cleverly set that it showed the corridor parallel to the one i was in and we all though we were facing each other.

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  7. marianbeaman says:

    Cute. I think this happened to me once or twice and probably in a clothing store. Cleave, Carole!


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