Things more likely to happen to me in New York than in North Carolina:
- Forget my cell phone in a taxi for the second time in less than two weeks while commuting between the downtown and midtown offices
- Pay the cab driver $20 to bring it back (he was already in Queens and - for peace of mind and wallet - I justified the expense without argument since he was saving me from having to pay the $50 replacement fee again + the added inconvenience)
- Ride the elevator next to a dress worn by Anne Hathaway in "The Devil Wears Prada"
I just got back to my cubicle after meeting the cab driver, who brought back my cell phone (for a tidy sum, of course), and then riding in the elevator next to a dress worn by Anne Hathaway in "The Devil Wears Prada."
I entered the elevator behind a very tall, very attractive girl and immediately noticed her dress, but I did not immediately recognize it from the movie.
"That is an adorable dress," I said to her as the doors shut.
"Thanks!" she replied. "You might recognize it from 'The Devil Wears Prada'."
"Wow," I said, thinking at first that it must just be the same style, but then it occurred to me that she might have meant it was the exact one. After a brief pause, "... the same dress that ..."
"... Anna Hathaway wore. Yes."
"Wow! How did you ...?"
"I used to work for Calvin Klein."
"Oh. And now?"
She mentioned one of the designers who works in our building and then asked where I worked.
The dress: the green one Anne was wearing when she was trying to get Meryl Streep the unpublished manuscript of the latest Harry Potter novel.