It's fate.

I met a lovely family when out horseback riding--they were visiting LA from Alabama, and I told them that should they find themselves in LA, they should come to my workplace. I work at The Grove, I tell them, at the Bunny Bungalow. 

They were there just today, the mother tells me.

The daughter peeks out from behind her mother.

"OH. I SAW YOU TODAY."

Oh, well now that they've seen the embarrassing side of me at work, I can't do anything more ridiculous during this two hour ride with this family.

Except ride a horse with the same name as me, who walks like my mother drives (slow and steady at her own pace) and therefore caused a traffic jam on the trail. Boy, I hope they never forget me.