Too late to talk football

I wish I knew the people on my campus better. Not the ones I know, but the ones I’ve never really met.

Reading the obituary of faculty member who recently passed away to discover he was a Notre Dame football fan and enjoyed Guinness.

Boom. Instant connection.

But now it’s too late to start a friendship. Maybe not a friendship, but at least a friendly hallway conversation about ND football and beer if our paths every crossed.

Discovering a persons passion and your unknown connection to them in an obituary sucks. An interest cloud and hobby tags unlocked by Google Glass would be nice. But until then, I need to look in more eyes, shake more hands, start more conversations and find more hidden connections.