Do I Know You?

shoppersIn a community of millions, how many fellow bloggers do you see in person without realizing it? This is something that is often on my mind as I shop or drive throughout the city.

That guy in the checkout lane – have I read his blog? The lady with the kids jumping around in the backseat of the car – was that who commented on my post this morning?

A little over a year ago, I never would have thought about these things while I’m out and about. Now, after getting to know so many people in the blogging community, I find the idea of passing them in the store to be fascinating.

Who’s to say that the person standing behind you in the bank, isn’t the same writer who made you smile last night? Or the person who assisted you in the doctor’s office, isn’t the same one you debated with a week ago? With over 74 million blogs on WP, the possibility of this happening is not quite as slim as one might think.

There’s even a possibility that you were the inspiration behind someone’s post. Maybe you got an attitude on the road with a passing driver. That incident then sparked a post idea in their mind, which in turn led them to go home and write about you. Although that probably sounds a little far fetched, it is possible. Stranger things have happened.

I rarely state my location for the sake of maintaining anonymity. However, there is one blogger who knows where I live, simply because he lives only a few miles away from me. That would be Opinionated Man. So if you know in which state he resides, then you also know where I live. Because of his near proximity, whenever I see a Korean family, specifically one with two little girls in tow, I often wonder if it’s him. Maybe so. Maybe not, but the idea of running into a fellow blogger is a neat thought.

There’s another blogger who lives east of me. He’s very country and every time I read his posts, I think back to my dancing days at a country club nearby. I danced with a lot of people, regardless of their age. As long as they knew how to dance (because I didn’t), I’d partner up with them. Because of that, I often wonder if I ever danced with this fellow blogger. Did he even go there? Regardless, it’s fun to think about.

For entertainment purposes, I’m going to borrow OM’s idea by asking you all a question.

If you don’t mind sharing, in which city, state or country do you reside?

Edit: To be fair, I live in Colorado.Β  Now you don’t have to search OM’s site to figure it out. He’s still a good read though, so if you haven’t yet, go check out his blog.

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35 Responses to Do I Know You?

  1. Never considered this idea before, but love it! Thank you for sharing.
    My country of residence is currently Moldova.

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    • mewhoami says:

      Nicole, thank you. I really enjoyed it when OM did it a few months back, so thought it would be fun to do it here as well. I have a friend who’s from Romania. Small world.

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  2. Dave says:

    Pennsylvania.
    I’ve had the same questions. I don’t travel much though, so my chances of meeting a fellow blogger are reduced.

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  3. snoogiefisk says:

    Why, the big city of Lonoke, AR of course. It’s the kind of place where the county judge calls you by name cause you can’t help but know each other.

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  4. I live in a little town in west Wales and was amazed to discover the other day that one of my followers lives in the same place… I must see her sometimes, but wonder if I really want to meet in person.

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    • mewhoami says:

      That is so neat. It always excited me when I realize just how small the world really is. I’m like you though. I don’t know if I would ever want to meet a fellow blogger in person. Maybe a couple of them I would, but there’s something special about having a mysterious person behind the words. That’s an aspect that would be lost if we saw them in the real world.

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      • Yes, I agree… I’ve ‘met’ one person by Skype and that was fine, although I was irrationally nervous and would never have suggested it myself. I think, like you, I will just enjoy wondering whether the person next me in a shop may be a fellow blogger!

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  5. DailyMusings says:

    I’m a Jersey girl- as in New Jersey. No, not the Jersey Shore type, or a Real Housewife of New Jersey type (though they do live close to me) Live in the same town I grew up in came in 1962, just a few blocks from my childhood home.Never lived anywhere else, believe it or not!

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    • mewhoami says:

      Jersey girl – I had a vision of you running around on the ocean shore. A Jersey native to the end, eh? It’s rare to find a person who was born and raised in a place and still resides there. You must really like it. I’ve yet to go to the east coast, but plan to travel there in a few months.

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  6. suzjones says:

    Want to know something really funny? I wrote a guest post yesterday about friendships with people we have never seen for another blog. Were you channelling me again?? lol
    And you know I live in Australia.

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  7. Doobster418 says:

    I’ve lived all over the place (well, in the States, that is). Right now, I’m in San Francisco, but prior to moving to this delightful city, I spent nearly two decades in Massachusetts, just outside of Boston.

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    • mewhoami says:

      I’m finding that a good portion of the readers who frequently visit my blog are from the Eastern US. Good to see that there’s finally a west coast reader, even though you’re not a native. San Francisco would be a fun place to visit.

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  8. CharleneMcD says:

    I live in the beautiful state of South Carolina. I have called it home for almost 20 years. But my heart is still out west, I miss those New Mexico sunsets and blue skies.

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  9. April says:

    Suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia (8 years now) I will always be a Seattle, gal at heart.

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    • mewhoami says:

      Georgia is beautiful, especially the mountainous regions. I’ve written a few articles on Helen and have wanted to go to Georgia ever since. Seattle is nice too, but did you ever get tired of the rain and cloud cover?

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      • April says:

        πŸ˜€ The Atlanta region receives more inches of rain per year than Seattle. Also, during the Spring, with all the storms–the skies remain gray. It’s the people in Seattle I love. I fit there. I belong there. It appears that the minds of true Southerners are not quite so open. I have found a few, but not many.

        I love the “mountainous” parts of Georgia as well. My husband and I visited Helen last year. Some of our favorite wine is from Helen.

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        • mewhoami says:

          Really? I knew it rained in Georgia a lot, but had know idea it was more than in Seattle. I understand your reason of preferring Seattle. It’s important to be where you feel you fit in the best. The southerners in Georgia must be different than those in Texas. Where I grew up the people were amazing, so sweet, kind and loving. I miss the south, at least that part of it.

          Helen would be a fun place to see in person. Maybe one day.

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          • April says:

            The difference, in Atlanta, it comes down in torrential down pours. Seattle—it is a constant drizzle. I just like to think it’s different. Last year I think Atlanta had over 50 inches of rain. Seattle something like 23 inches.

            Can’t say much about Texas. The only part I’ve been to is Amarillo in the mid 70’s. The Atlanta metro area is a mix of people from all over, but when you get to the outskirts, that’s where you see the difference. People are friendly, but only if you’re visiting…and of the right political affiliation, the right color, and the right religion. There are discussions of tying certain people to the back of a pickup and dragging them through town. Oh! And I have some photos of one of the racist stores I’ve ever visited. Not even sure how the man stays open….except for the fact that it is in small town Georgia.

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  10. Ottawa, Canada’s capital.

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  11. Ha–I think about that, too. It’s almost always while sitting in a coffee shop and people-watching others on their computers. Are they typing on a blog? The likely answer is no, but the possibility makes it kind of cool. πŸ™‚

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    • mewhoami says:

      With 74 million people out there on WP, they could by be typing on their blog. That’s not even counting all the other blog sites available. It is a neat thought, as you never know who you’re sitting next to and if they’re writing about you. πŸ™‚

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  12. A Good Wife says:

    I too wonder about this. While attending a retreat related to the topic of my blog, I wondered if any of my blog friends (people I follow or people who follow me) were in the room? So far my blog friends seem to be in different states. BTW, I sent you a related email. Check it out when you get a chance.

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    • mewhoami says:

      Wouldn’t that be interesting? Not everyone confesses to others that they have a blog, so it wouldn’t be too shocking to have that happen. I often think about that with the people I associate with. Have they read my blog? Maybe. Who knows. It’s a neat thought. Also, I replied to your email and thank you for it.

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  13. lauramacky says:

    Funny….someone just posted on my blog yesterday and we shop at the same grocery store! I’m not sure I want to know anyone from my blogging world in my real world. Is that weird or what? It just seems strange. Why is that I wonder when I’ve planned photography meetups through google circles? What’s the difference? Strange to ponder.

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