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Day 8: Greetings Stranger

You’re sitting at a café when a stranger approaches you. This person asks what your name is, and, for some reason, you reply. The stranger nods, “I’ve been looking for you.” What happens next?

“Hello there, Dean.”

I look up. “I don’t know who you are! How do you know my name?”

“You’re Dean. That’s what you told me, anyway.”

“I don’t remember telling you my name.”

“Did I say you did?” the stranger asked.

“You just told me that I told you my name. Have we ever met before?”

“I’m not sure I understand.”

“Um… have I ever introduced myself to you?”

“Who me?” the stranger asked.

“Yes you!”

“That’s what I figured.”

“You’re not making a lot of sense.” I grumble.

“I think that’s subject to opinion, Dean.”

“I don’t know who you are or how you found me!” I said, getting frustrated.

“Don’t worry about it, Dean.”

“… I don’t think I know what you mean…”

“In mathematics, mean has several different definitions depending on context. In probability and statistics, mean and value are used synonymously to–“

A loud alarm clock goes off. The whole place around me crumbles and disappears and I am suddenly laying in my bed. I turn to my right to find my phone and Siri is open and giving me the definition of “mean” via Wikipedia.

“Well that was weird…”


Sorry for the late post, I lost track of today completely! Today’s post is inspired by the Daily Prompt and the Indecisive Eejit for her version of this prompt over on The Adventures of May Dupp!



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