@arkandel said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
It's really weird how little we know or see even in the people we think we know the most.
I have a friend. We no longer talk as much as we used to, but I met him when I was 15 and he was 13, and used to hang out at his and his brother's house on a very regular basis over the years. We played Magic and D&D together, moved on to Vampire: the Masquerade, we went to (different) schools and hanged out during the summer. We ended up even being coworkers later on for a year and a half, literally in the same office. I've known the guy for 30 fucking years.
Neither of us had any idea we were both big time into basketball. All that time. He went and played with his group, I with mine. We watched games separately. It just never came up in any of our conversations over all that time.
I found out this week because I happened to see a reply of his on a post about the Portland Trailblazers' playoffs exit and when I sent him a WTF?! post thinking he might have at least gotten into it just recently... nope.
What the fuck. How much more have I missed about everyone I know? How much have they? How is this possible!
My favorite was probably the time one of my coworkers saw me reply on a Facebook post and lost his mind, wanting to know why I was on that person's page. I, meanwhile, wanted to know how he could even see it.
Turns out his childhood best friend of 25 years and one of my high school best friend had been college roommates and despite us both going to multiple parties and group dinners with the respective best friends, we somehow were never at the same one at the same time.
So Mike and I literally sat two desks apart from each other for four years, with no idea that when we were sharing stories about our weekend plans with old friends, we were talking about the same people.