Shocking revelation

I learned yesterday that a colleague of mine at work shares the same birthplace with me. Both of us were born in Amarillo, Texas.

We have worked in the same office for 20 years and somehow this never came up; not that I mention Amarillo much. After all, my family left there when I was six. But ever since I have proudly proclaimed myself a Texan by birth and Californian by choice.

My colleague also left Amarillo as a child; she was 13 months old, she said. But the timelines worked out so that we would have lived there at the same time.

If I later find out that her family lived on Carolina St. or Cimarron Ave. ... well, that would be a full-scale freak-out.