jonny, you taught me well
My friend Jonny has spent most of his adult life spotting groupies a mile off. Actually he can probably spot them coming from half a continent away. They almost ruined his life at one point. They all wanted to know him - but only because his brother was (and still is depending on your point of view) a very very VERY famous popstar. Even when he says his surname, a name that is automatically associated with this popstar, people still say, “Are you related to…..?”
Jonny’s mum told me she had learned the hard way many times over just why people make friends with you and eventually learned to recognise in people immediately whether they wanted to know her for who she is or for who her famous son is.
When I see this in people it makes me feel sick. Just wanting to get to know someone because of who they are or who they know. When I see it happen in people I know, it’s doubly a shock and it’s something that I cannot understand - but maybe because it is something that I would never do. Unlike Jonny and his family, I am a terrible judge of character because I can only see the good in people. But I’m learning, I’m learning….