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Dear Stranger, I think you look like a good person

Dear stranger, forgive me forbeing unexperienced when it cones to identifying instruments by their cases. That’s a bass clarinet you say? This is actually my first time seeing one in a case. I’ve seen one in my high school concert band, but it was being played by a student. You look a lot like the leader of the Rhino group that ran for student council this year, the group that had the false platform, meant to increase student participation in student body elections. I remember the leader’s personal statement involved claims he was a digital being, sent to destroy Earth and send us all into an apocalyptic chaos unless elected for president. Perhaps you are he?

I actually saw you again the next day. But I left quickly before you noticed me, I think. It surprised me to see you again. Since I saw you in my school’s physics building, I’m assuming you’re a science student, like me. I wonder if we’ll meet again.

What really interested me about you was the knowledgable, sophisticated feel you gave off. Perhaps that was because you were holding a bass clarinet case. Being a former concert band musician during high school, I guess I respected you for continuing your classical interest. Continue reading

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Dear Stranger

The other day I had a random encounter with a stranger. As I sat down in the cafeteria with my sushi and cup of cheesecake, I realized I had forgotten to grab a set of chopsticks for my sushi. There was a girl sitting a few seats away from my along the linear table. I asked her to watch my things, and she conceded. When I came back I smiled a thanks and proceeded to eat my meal. At some point she gathered her stuff and began to leave. I didn’t take much note of it, but I couldn’t help but notice from the corner of my peripheral vision that she was taking a bit long to gather her things. She got up and passed behind me, and to my surprise approach me from my other shoulder. She asked, “So what faculty are you in?” to which I replied “Science.” We struck up some small talk, and I told her I was in first year, and she told me she was a student in the Accounting and Financial Management program. Soon after we began to talk, and before I could give her my name, she said she had to leave. She bid farewell politely, and walked away a little anxiously, seemingly unsure of herself.

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