Novacaine and Nostradamus

Back in college, my friend Whoopie and I would meet at the movie theater between classes and catch a matinee.
It was perfect. My classes were in the morning, and then I'd work at night. Whoopie worked mornings and went to night classes. In between our two colleges was a multi-plex with two dollar afternoon movies.

We never had trouble picking a movie. We liked a lot of the same things.

In fact, it's a little weird how many things we had in common...

- One year at Christmas, we exchanged almost identical gifts: I made her a mix tape and bought her a pewter figurine; she gave me a Huey Lewis cassette and a pewter book mark charm.
- We both worked as waitresses, but at competing restaurants.
- The day we met, one of the first things we learned we had in common were unfounded fears of toilets: I feared a snake would one day slither up the drain; Whoopie thought something would bite her in the butt. We were thirteen years old. We bonded instantly.

So, it was no surprise when one day at the theater, we discovered we had scheduled dentist appointments on the same day.
"I was just there!" she told me. "Huh. Just got my teeth cleaned. I probably shouldn't be eating this popcorn."

Later that day, as I was tilted back in the dentist chair of torture having my teeth poked and prodded, the hygenist asked me which movie I had gone to.

"Are you kidding me?" I blurted. I couldn't believe Whoopie and I even shared the same dentist! "Whoopie told you we were going to a movie?"

"Who's Whoopie?"

"She was here this morning! And then she met me for a movie."

"I don't know who that is."

*blink*

Given how unusual all-things-Whoopie can get, I stopped to think.

"You didn't clean Whoopie's teeth today?"

"No. I don't think anyone with that name has been here today."

*blink*
*blink*

"But... how... who told you she and I went to a movie?"

"No one. I just guessed you were at the movies because you have all these popcorn kernels in your teeth."


Oo, big mystery.
Thbbbt!