It’s only happened once.
The last night I was in New York, I met up with several friends from my program to watch a UCLA game in the bar of the Sheraton. UCLA had a comfy lead through the half, so the group decided to turn in for the night — several were jetlagged and/or had early presentations the next morning. I walked back to the Hilton, a block away, with P and the guys to pick up my coat.
As P and I walked out of the Hilton to our hotel 5 blocks away, she bumped into some friends and fellow conference attendees. I’d met one of the guys, my tocayo in fact, at a few of the receptions earlier in the week. P talked to him for a few minutes and caught up. It seems like the world of Latino educational researchers is quite small. El tocayo was with a young woman. He introduced her to P. He didn’t introduce me, but she talked to me herself.
“You’re Cindy, right?” she asked quite sure of herself.
“Yeah,” I replied.
“From Lotería Chicana? I read your blog,” she confessed.
She proceeded to explain that she was also attending the conference and was a graduate student at another California university.
Soon after, P and I walked back to our hotel a few blocks east.
Since then (and before then), no one has ever admitted to recognizing me from my blog while out in public.
It’s kinda weird, but cool.
La Pregunta: Have you ever been recognized from your blog (or other online community) while in public*? If so, what was it like? And if you saw me out on the street or on the bus or in Trader Joe’s, would you say hi**?
*I know there are blog meet-ups and other reunions of online communities (e.g., flickr mixrs), but I don’t include that in my definition of “public.”
**I’d be nice. I don’t bite.