I completely caught myself feeling popular today!! Hilarious to me considering I'm never that girl. Totally walked into the cafeteria in the hospital I work at to hear my name being called from a table full of radiology folks. If only I knew who it was....
But it made me start thinking about what it is about popularity that makes people feel good? A certain someone (who's recently made an exit from the World of Mine) was one of those kind. For some reason, he had hundreds (possibly thousands) of acquaintances. When it came down to it though, he really only had 2 people he could go to if something was on his mind though. Knowing a ton of names for the sake of it doesn't count for crap in my book. I don't have many simple acquaintances. Actually, I'm the least likely to take time to learn someone's name whom I think will only be a phase of my lifetime. That being said, I have a handful of best friends. I can think of several people that I can disclose my deepest concerns and faults to and who will, in return, provide support. I've always had pride that I'm happier that way and also in the fact that I don't lose those friends. I certainly have fights with and even have blatantly hurt/lost friends, but not the ones I invested in emotionally/personally.
So....who's voice was it that yelled my name?? Intrigue ensues....
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