I was on the bus this morning and there was this random ass kid who just kept staring. The entire time, I was thinking, "WTF, dude?" He is someone whom I have never encountered before, and hopefully never again. He is a stranger.
I don't know how I feel about the saying that goes: "a stranger is just a friend you haven't met yet." What the hell does that mean? Honestly?
I know what that means. I am not a dullard.
What bothers me about this statement is that it's presuming that everyone will like you. This is far from the case. I believe that 75% of the people you meet will not like you. I don't know if this is true, but I believe it to be. Not everyone will be liked by everyone that they meet. It's like there being one person on this planet whom every single other person finds sexually attractive; never gonna happen.
The thing about strangers that not all think about, but is worth thinking about is the fact that you are a stranger too. Yes, I know this is mind-blowing. I will take a second to pause while you think about this.
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Are you done? Okay.
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Yes, there are people, millions and millions, if not billions, of people out there who have never met you, and very likely never will. We will call these people "the vast majority of human beings." The vast majority of human beings, or VMoHB for short, live their lives, as you do yours. There is no way possible for you to contact them, and vice versa. To think of it in another way. You and the VMoHB are all parallel lines. Ha! Bam! Math! Yes, to the VMoHB you are a stranger.
I don't know about you, but I find this weird. I find it weird to think about myself as a stranger, but it is a truth.
Of the many, but in comparison to the amount of humans on the planet, few, people one will meet, many will become acquaintances, and some will become friends.
People, you should know that I believe that friends take time to make. Friends take years to make. Friends are not made overnight at a drunken party where some random chick is nice enough to hold your hair while you throw up.
Yes, people generally have many acquaintances, and few friends.
And, in few instances, friends and acquaintances can become strangers once more.
The whole strangers-acquaintances-friends things is complicated, and complex, and ultimately, weird.
I hate to say this, but strangers are weird.
In fact, strangers are really just weirdos on public transportation that one should avoid at all costs.
