Who would you look for?

[Buzz Lightroom]

If you could walk in to a room that's full of every person you've ever met in your life, who would be the one person you'd go and look for?

By "every person you've ever met", I mean everyone. Friends, family, co-workers, random shop workers, celebrities, bar staff, strippers, taxi drivers. If you've ever spoken just 1 single word to each other then they'd be in the room. If they are now dead they'd be alive in this room.

Once you find the one person you'd look for you have 1 hour to spend time with them before returning to reality.

 

[blue to the bone]

Yer ma

 

[Daytripper]

Probably my grandfather, ask why he walked out on my dad and his brother and sister.

 

[Buzz Lightroom]

Yer ma

I was expecting this to make it to page 1 but getting it the first reply is impressive.

 

[anjelikaferrett]

My Irish Granny. She died when I was about 13. I would have loved to have met her when I was an adult.

 

[marnie]

My Dad and ask him ''Why'' he did it ?

 

[Nymzee]

How big is this room like

 

[blueloon]

My dad, haven’t seen him since he died 60 years ago. A lot of talking and catching up to do.

 

[Kurt.]

Sounds like my worst nightmare

 

[ClausThomsen]

How big is this room like

That room is GOT. We're all people, alive and dead, that Buzz has spoken one word to but none of us know it or who we are in relation to his life.

 

[chicoazul]

@GrandOldTeam to pass him a microwaved cup of tea and ask about bringing anon neg rep back.

 

[verreauxi]

Sounds like my worst nightmare

Indeed, I'd just stand on the periphery and sip my drink, then leave.

 

[coollino]

I met this girl from Morocco at NYE in da club (the plug) in the late '00 in Sheffield

Near the end of the night/early morning she had a bag of pills and said, 'come back to my friends, we'll hang out together for the weekend then I fly back to Morocco and we'll never speak to each other again' and that's what happened

It was great

Pretty much forgotten about it until recently when a friend of a friend, who we were out with died the other month and it just got me thinking

 

[RAFUH]

My grandma. She's only been gone about a year and a half, but I miss that crazy lady.

 

[marnie]

I met this girl from Morocco at NYE in da club (the plug) in the late '00 in Sheffield

Near the end of the night/early morning she had a bag of pills and said, 'come back to my friends, we'll hang out together for the weekend then I fly back to Morocco and we'll never speak to each other again' and that's what happened

It was great

Pretty much forgotten about it until recently when a friend of a friend, who we were out with died the other month and it just got me thinking

So are you meeting the Moroccan drug mule or the dead friend of a friend ?