You Are Now Entering The Twilight Zone

aka "The Power Of Craigslist", aka "Trading Spaces"

So today my parents came up with a car load of stuff to help flesh out my new furniture-less apartment (i.e.futon, TV, lamps, etc.) in DC. While we were unloading everything from our car, the guy who used to live in my apartment pulled up in a rental car to load it up and take some of his stuff to NYC, where he now lives. My TV is really heavy so I asked him to help me take it into the house, he agreed and in turn, I helped him move some of his stuff down to his car.

While we were doing this, we got to talking…

Him: So where did you live in NYC?
Me: Park Slope, Brooklyn.
Him: Really, that’s where we (he and his girlfriend, who was helping him load his car up) are moving to next month.
Me: It’s an awesome neighborhood, you’ll love it.
Him: Yeah, we found this awesome ground floor one bedroom with a small backyard. Where abouts in Park Slope did you live?
Me: 1st Street, between 5th and 6th Ave.’s.
Him: Wow, that’s right near us.
Me: Yeah my ex-girlfriend lives there now.
Him: Wait, does she make clay pots?
Me: *looking at him very strange* ….Yes…
Him: Dude, we are moving into your old place!

We just kinda stared at each other in disbelief for a few minutes and tried to think of the odds of this happening. Both of us found our new places through Craigslist and took the first apartment we looked at.

See, I don’t win the lottery or anything like that, instead shit like this happens to me.