One of my favorite things in life is watching people. I can sit/stand somewhere for hours, by myself, just observing people. It fascinates me how they dress, how they act, how they laugh, how they talk to each other. Having said that, I’ll take you back to last night, when me and some house mates went for a night out.
Standing at the edge of the dance floor, drink in my hand, doing what I love most, one of my house mates came to stand next to me. He asked me if I was having fun and why I wasn’t dancing like everybody else. I explained him my odd habit of people watching and that I can truly enjoy myself just standing there. He thought about it for a while and started to look at the people on the dance floor himself.
Out of the blue, he said that he was so much better than half of the people there. He had money on his bank account, he wasn’t looking for a one night stand like everybody else, there was a girl he thought he made a chance with and a pretty girl just told him he was hot. My jaw just dropped. This is not what people watching is about! You don’t judge, you observe.
I was in total shock. Could not believe my ears. We had a heated discussion and I walked away, ignoring him the rest of the evening. How dare he.
What I still can’t comprehend is where he got the nerve to judge people like that. If there is one thing I have learned in my relatively short life is that every person has his story. Whether they have been through a rough period or no difficulties in life whatsoever, each person has their story. How can you place yourself above others if you know nothing about them?