[This is a post from Geraldine's blog, originally posted August 2010]
Stranger: One who is neither a friend nor an acquaintance?
That is how the dictionary defines a stranger. I added the question mark because I am not sure I agree. To me a stranger to me is just someone I haven’t got to know yet, someone I haven’t talked to or connected with. All sensible personal safety issues aside, there is something about meeting or connecting with someone for the first time that is a special experience.
So I found myself thinking about strangers, the guy who I say good morning to at the bus stop, have a brief chat about the weather or the state of the bus service, is he a stranger? I probably know more about his bus habits than his Mrs., which songs he listens to on his iPod, which seat he likes to sit in and why he gets off one stop earlier than he should. Does that make him a stranger? The woman who is usually in front of me in the queue at Starbucks, I know her coffee habits, on a Wednesday she goes to yoga so only has decaf, on a Friday she always has fruit toast because she goes straight to a morning meeting; is she a stranger because we only chat in the Starbucks queue? Not to me, these people are a part of my life in a small way, they will never be my close friends but they form part of my morning and I wonder where they are when I don’t see them. I often wonder what they think of me, am I just the chatty bird that they dread seeing every morning or like me, do they enjoy our brief passing observations on life? Strangers in the queues exchanging glances, strangers in the queue exchanging triple shots !
On Thursday I took a leap of faith into a room full of strangers’, if we are going by the correct definition. I went along to my first #themeet140 at the Lansdowne Bar in the West End of Glasgow. A bar I have been into many times but never to meet people who were ‘neither friend nor acquaintance’. I had a crap 9 hour day at work, crammed in three hours of study and had a very annoying call just before I got there, so you can imagine my mood. However within five minutes of meeting @SkelptArse and @allanbarr the mood lifted. My fear about not being in Social Media but merely being a Twitteraholic quickly lifted and when the conversation turned to how to eat custard creams and where to buy the best cowboy boots and hats in the USA, heaven ! Where else in the world would you have a lawyer, an investment bank analyst, researchers and a skelped arse chatting about dipping your toe in JR’s pool? I could go on forever about the various conversations but to say that these ‘neither friends nor acquaintances’ made me feel welcome would be an understatement. No longer ‘strangers’! My biggest regret was that I could only stay for a short while and the fact that it took me half an hour to get out the door says it all.
Thank you so much to @markofrespect for being exactly as I thought you would be and @allanbarr for the PMA lecture and for the compliment, I had a wonderful time and the next time I will have loads of questions for you expert Twitters on how to use it betterer as my godson says!
Apologies to @tartancat @Ange77H @pavedwithgold1 and anyone else I missed will hopefully get the chance for a chat the next time.
So I am definitely going with Will Rogers quote …“A stranger is just a friend I haven’t met yet.”
Until the next #themeet140


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