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Did you get the memo?

Yesterday, I was sitting at Church and I became aware of a pattern, namely in the congregation’s clothing. Perhaps this wasn’t the best time to be debating why sometimes we match in what we wear. My thoughts should be on a more spiritual level.  Then again, maybe it’s not so bad—after all what I was pondering involved a form of harmony and unity.  Okay, I admit that may be a bit much, but what was going on around me got me thinking.
 I was wearing a dark purple blouse. The woman’s shirt in front of me was of a lighter shade. Lastly, the woman before her had on an even paler version of lavender.  Then, I scanned the room and began to see clusters of colors. On the left side, people were wearing variations of turquoise and on the right, shades of green were abundant. Coincidence, or is there some underlying force that caused people wearing the same shade of colors to sit together?
There are times at my work when I’ll run into other women that are wearing the same color that I am. I’ll say to them “You must have gotten the (insert color here) memo.”  Also, a co-worker and I matched three days in a row. People began to think we called each other the night before and coordinated our wardrobe! Coincidence or perhaps our brain waves somehow were in sync?
 The next time you’re around a group of people, take notice of the color hues of their clothes--you may be surprised.

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