Recognition
I’m sitting here on a city bus in a city I don’t even live in, yet I recognize this guy. Is it just a familiar face? Is he someone I’ve forgotten over time? Why do I think I know him?
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I do know him; I’ve figured it out. I know him from my days working in a kitchen. I only worked there for 4-6 months but I clearly remember him now. He was one of those young guys with aspiration to be in charge. He had insecurity issues, a dirty mouth and wanted people to have to pay attention to him so why wouldn’t he want to have some authority in a kitchen.
(he keeps looking around and seeing me but had no idea I’m writing about him.)
His story isn’t what interests me. Neither is the weird coincidence that I’m on a bus with him 5 years from when I last remember seeing him. I accept that seemingly improbable things happen more often then I think. What does interest me is how many times do these occurences happen when I’m not paying attention? How many people I haven’t seen in years have I unknowingly crossed paths with?
Maybe if I knew I wouldn’t consider them such improbable occurences.
