The average person
I’ve always been fascinated by the concept of the average person.
The first time I heard it being used in school (I remember it well because it was used on the same day in Maths, English, and Biology) I assumed that there was this one magical person who actually was the most average of them all.
And, being the nerd that I was, proceeded to write a bad short story about the most average man of them all. How he got average marks (because of course this “man” was still in school), how he was average height (as a tall kid, I sometimes wanted to be average height) and how he had average friends (as opposed to me, who had amazing friends)
Once I finished this below-average story, it became extremely obvious that nobody could be this…boring!
Its around this time that the maths part of the average man actually clicked in my head.
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There is no average person.
We are all weird and wonderful and, most importantly, defining what the average will be just by our very existence.
There is no average person.
Of course as a kid how this manifested is that I began to do increasingly “non-average” things that culminated in me biting another kid and getting my class leader badge stripped from me.
But hey, I was assuredly not average then. And I am not average now.
And neither is anyone else!
