There are 8.2 million people that live in NYC, that does not include the countless people who make the daily commute from the surrounding 'burbs. With that, there are about 5,000 undergrads that scamper around my Hudson Valley alma mater. Staring out the subway window this morning I found my self thinking about less then a year ago when I carried the title of undergrad. As I was blankly gazing at the 57th St station sign I saw a familiar face walk by, that of one of my best college-hood friends.
In a city this size what is the chance I see someone I know? My address book includes about 7 good friends that live in this city with me. This is a 0.00000000625% chance that I will see one of them on my morning train ride. As my viewing of 21 this weekend taught me, that percentage may increase with the factor of variable change. However, 2+2 is a bit too advanced for me so factoring in variable change is like Fenway being rebuilt in the South Bronx, never gonna happen!
When I was at school it seemed like I would go weeks, even months, without seeing the people that didn't find a place within my busy schedule. I recall after a friend and I had a falling out I went about 9 months without running into them on our minuscule campus. I wonder if today is my day to beat the odds? Maybe, I'll buy a mega-million ticket.
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