Today, waiting for a meeting to start at UNICEF, my colleague, Ib, looked across the yard and said, “I think I recognize that guy.”
We’d just been talking about waving to people from a distance and then once closer recognizing that we, in fact, don’t know them and then feel embarrassed.
I said, “Well, wave to him!” Ib chuckled, and I turned for a closer look.
“No, I think I really know that guy. He looks like the guy I worked with in Chad who worked for Oxfam.”
I turned to look. “The guy in the red shirt?” I looked a little closer. “Actually, he looks kind of like a guy I worked with in Haiti who worked for Oxfam.”
The man in the red shirt and his colleague approached us. As he drew near, both Ib and I exclaimed, “It is him!”.
Then followed a round of hellos and hugs and catching up in Creole.
It was nice to speak Creole and see someone from “before”.