still searching for the right word

Back in college, I was sitting near a busy sidewalk having a quick lunch at a little sidewalk cafe type thing. I didn’t often eat there, mainly because they sold bubble tea and I didn’t know what bubble tea was so it kind of scared me away most times. But this particular day I was feeling adventurous, and the universe gave me something in return.

I was just kind of zoning out people watching, and I noticed a sight-impaired gentleman with a seeing eye dog walk across the crosswalk and head down the sidewalk towards me. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed another sight-impaired gentleman with a striped cane coming in the opposite direction.

Some of you can probably guess where this is going.

Of course they ran into each other, cane tangled with dog harness, and there were many apologies. “Oh my I’m so sorry.” “No, no don’t worry about it, I’m sorry, so sorry.” “Are you ok?” “Yes, are you?”

And they continued on their way. As the man with the dog passed me, I could see on his face how pissed off he was. For a moment, I wondered why he was so upset. I mean, couldn’t he see that the other guy… oh wait. No, no he couldn’t.

Two blind men ran into each other. It’s highly likely that neither person realized the other was also blind. They probably both walked away thinking “What an ass, couldn’t he see that I’m blind?”

And then, even though it felt wrong, I started laughing. I couldn’t help it; it just hit me in a certain way and I laughed for awhile. Trust me, I know I’m going to hell for that. Even telling this story right now is probably increasing my odds of having the bouncer at the pearly gates tell me to go to the end of the line.

Since that moment, I’ve been trying to find the appropriate word for that moment, like the nerd I am. Ironic was the first one, but that’s not quite right; it would have been ironic had the two men deftly avoided each other. Something like ridiculous doesn’t quite do it justice. Karmaplosion is a word I just made up.

Unfortunately for me at the time, I didn’t have a blog. Blogs didn’t even exist. If I would have said to someone, “I’m going to write about this on my blog,” they probably would have just assumed I had a drinking problem. Which during college I did, but that’s not the point. So people, please give me a word so I can finally finish my quest.