The same, but different

I was in a meeting yesterday where I looked around and realized that every single one of the 12 or so people in the meeting had wedding rings on. This was odd to me, because while I have a clear sense that work and real life are different things, during the time I am at work, these are my peers. Now, in real life, I am one of the few people I know who is married. The vast majority of people I hang out with aren’t. It was a strange moment, because in some ways it made clear to me just how different my work environment is from the life I have chosen for myself outside of it. It’s kind of like the feeling I get every election, when Republicans win and I think “where the hell are these people?” Nobody I know votes republican (or at least that they will admit), but obviously they get half the votes in this country, which makes me feel very disconnected somehow. Like the reality I live in is somehow very much not indicitive of anything except the reality I live in. I suppose that in one way, it’s a blessing that work provides a place where you come across a different set of people than you might normally be around. We self-select the people around us so much that we can forget that people different from us exist sometimes. This is an odd thought to have begun in a meeting where everybody was married just like me, but there you have it.

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One Comment on “The same, but different”

  1. Mokulau Says:

    Hehe, I stunned my friend Valorie last week by saying that I don’t know a single person that votes for republicans.
    Too bad that I can’t vote here…

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