Missed popularity in OD

I was lying awake last night at about 5:30am (don’t ask why, I don’t know) and this thought came to my head.

I don’t understand people obsessed with popularity.

I’m not talking about people who want to be liked. I can’t, I’m one of them. And I’m pretty sure that most people do want to be liked in some small way.

I’m talking about people who are obsessed with being popular just to say they are popular.

You know the types. They have to have the most followers on Twitter, the most friends on Facebook, the most notes left on OD entries.

They enter every election and competition they can just to prove how popular they really are.

Yeah. Them.

And I just don’t get it. I really don’t. Maybe it is because I can be a bit of a loner, but my position is that if you like me, you like me. If you hate me, that’s fine too. If you’re indifferent towards me then meh.

The whole popularity thing seems to me to be a bit shallow. Yeah, you may have more phone numbers stored on your mobile than me, but how many of those people would honestly drop everything and come to meet you cos you’re feeling a bit down?

You may have hundereds of Facebook friends, but how many do you actually know? And how many of them wouldn’t be able to bail you out cos they’re in the next cell hoping to be released in time for watching the match down the pub.

I can honestly say that my friends like and respect me for me. Not for the person I became to get them to like me so that I could be just that wee bit more popular.

Will