Today is Thursday and it is my weekly routine to enjoy lunch with my favorite female people. You might remember I've talked about this before because it was at our regular lunch outing that I was vividly reminded of my past life of 9-5 grind.
Today though as I walked into the restaurant I glanced around. A quick headcount lead me to a startling realization.
I KNOW TOO MANY PEOPLE.
I counted. There were 23 people seated and eating and I knew 10 of them. That's almost half.
FYI I looked up the population of my town and as of 2013 it was 34,887.
We've lived here for 4 and half years and apparently I know 17,000 people. At least that is what I'm assuming based on my extensive knowledge of statistics and other analytical math.
That's too many! Too, too many!
So that's it people. No more saying hello to strangers. I'm done. I've maxed out.
Sorry new neighbors, new gym goers and new parents at the schools. I'm full up.
As a side note I also saw a man I'm going to refer to as hipster Sea Captain. I got a really blurry picture but I'm not going to post it based on the above tirade. I'd feel pretty bad if it turns out that he is someone's son.
Yes of course, I know he is someone's son, I guess what I mean is that he might be someone I KNOW's son.
And if that isn't some serious Freudian self centered insanity I don't know what is. :-)