dwight was right.

a few days ago i wrote down in my writing 2010 notebook that class would be meeting in the library today.  simple enough.  i do know where the library is so i was already ahead of the game.  10:45 rolled around and i though i had better start walking to the library for class.  right then it dawned on me...the library is a rather large building.  multiple floors.  hundreds of people.  no tolerance for crying, even if you are lost and can't find your writing class.  i was screwed.  to make matters worse i missed class for the inauguration of president holland {yes, it was superb} last time so going to class today was a must.  why do i suck at being a college student?  just before i was about to break the "no crying in the library" rule {which i set for myself} i saw a familiar face.  a red headed girl with piercing blue eyes and a rather unique but lovely name usually sits in front of me in my writing class {when. of course, i can actually find my class}.  that same girl, red headed blue eyes, flew right passed me--who was lost and confused only wanting one thing, to find my writing class--and over to the elevator.  hey wait a second, she must know where my class is meeting today!  goodie!  i chased after her and with a winded voice i bellowed where is our class??!
the girl looked at me with a puzzled stare.  i checked my zipper just in case.  
then something inside her ginger colored head clicked.

"oh i think you are looking for my sister...we are twins."

so if any of you saw thursday's episode of the office you can see the irony in this story.  let me refresh your memory...

{as michael is "seducing" a woman at the bar}

dwight:  michael, drop this one.  abort.

michael:  why?

dwight:  i found twins.

michael:  oh my heck {yeah, we all know that's not what he said, but it is what he meant}.  twins!  [to the woman]  i'm sorry, you understand.  nice to meet you!

{cut to michael and dwight staring 
across the room}

dwight:  aren't they magnificent?

michael:  they're men dwight.

dwight:  i love finding a good set of twins.

michael:  something's wrong with you.

so dwight an i are on the same page.  we both love finding a magnificent set of twins.