What are the odds?

I need someone to do the math. Because the odds of what happened last night must be nearly zero.

Last night Itchy and I went out to dinner. This rarely happens. I cook almost every single night. Perhaps 3 times a semester we will eat out. That's 12 times a year. Anyway, last night I was not in the mood to cook. Itchy was given the choice between frozen pizza and going out. He chose to go out.

Anyway we get to the restaurant and once we are seated, we realize that we are surrounded my large reserved tables. We really do not like to be seated by large groups. They are loud and obnoxious. The people sitting on the opposite ends of the table are always the ones that need to talk to each other. But instead of sitting next to each other, they choose opposite ends. Then they scream at one another. Everyone gets the hear them. Hate it. But Itchy asked what time the groups were expected to arrive. They were not scheduled to arrive for an hour. We decided to stick it out. We were making bets that the large groups would be new students at Itchy's school. They have arrived on The Island and are being orientated.

The large group behind Itchy arrived first. They were clearly not an orientation group. It was a family. The second large group arrived. Again, not an orientation group. This group is a mix of families. A few adults and their children. The next large group arrived just before our food did. This was the largest group, also not an orientation group. This was by far the most obnoxious group. Within seconds of them walking into the restaurant, it was loud. They get themselves seated, 5 adults on one end of the table and then 8 kids (ages 12ish to 19ish) on the other end. Given the kids' ages this should not have been a problem. However, the youngest of the bunch really wanted to sit next to her mom. But mom wouldn't move. Just told the girl to have the boy sitting next to her to help her order. They proceeded to read the menu out loud, tried to decide what kind of rum drink would be good, questioned whether they would be able to order things that were not on the menu, etc. All very loudly.

At this point, I overheard the 12 year old tell the other kids a story (she had to watch her sister graduate so she missed the bus to camp and her parents had to drive her instead, everyone else got to take the bus). It sounded oddly familiar. I took one look at the girl and immediately recognized her (still hasn't learned to brush her hair). These people had ruined our dinner a year ago! The same family. The same annoying behavior. Different restaurant.

See last year, we had gone out to dinner. A large group of people were seated behind us. They were loud and obnoxious. Itchy and I couldn't hear each other at all. They were incredibly rude. It's not like we were at Chucky Cheese, where you expect it to be loud. This was a quiet restaurant. Everyone else there was giving them the stink eye as well, so it wasn't just annoying to Itchy and I. We couldn't get out of there fast enough.

Imagine our surprise, one year later, when we have another rare dinner out ruined by these people. What the hell were the odds of that?