50% of the people you meet don’t like you.
Huh?
Yeah, that’s right. And guess what? 50% of the people you meet you don’t like.
But I like everybody and everybody likes me.
Nope. They don’t. You don’t.
The lady at church in St. John’s knit, pearls and Ferragamo flats? Does she ever say hello? How about the guy who leads the meditation group? He preaches mindfulnesss but stops short when it’s time to tune in to you.
And you? Do you really like the lady in the lunch group with her pinched red lips that never stop moving?
Ok. Ok. But 50%? I think I like 75% and 75% like me.
No. They. Don’t.
The truth of it? The guy in the park who stands up and gives you his seat? He hugs you just so he can feel your boobs. You hate that but you’re nice to him ‘cause you think he likes you.
Get it?
Regan Burke 
Pends on my mood, sometimes I love everyone sometimes hate them. Bet it is 50%
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I get it on all points. I know at least 50% don’t like me either!
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I like YOU!
On Sun, Jan 28, 2018 at 8:38 AM, BackStory Essays wrote:
> Regan Burke posted: “50% of the people you meet don’t like you. Huh? Yeah, > that’s right. And guess what? 50% of the people you meet you don’t like. > But I like everybody and everybody likes me. Nope. They don’t. You don’t. > The lady at church in St. John’s knit, pearls and” >
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Hmm. I tend to like everybody when I first meet them. But that can’t help but lead to disappointment. Maybe I should start embracing the 50% rule.
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