Six degrees of separation disproved in New Zealand! I have long said we kiwis have only 1½ degrees of separation and now it’s been proved. Let me set the scene for the study and outcome:
I recently dragged myself into 2011 and bought a ‘smart phone’ from my mobile provider 2Degrees
I add my Twitter, Facebook, and Gmail and think I’m pretty smart for a senior citizen and as I sail across the Cook Strait on the Kaitaki, then train from Picton to Christchurch on the CoastalPacific I tweet about the trip. How cool is that. However, pride comes before a fall.
I ring the taxi company, the train station and the police – by the time I leave Christchurch five days later it has not been found and I return to Wellington (NZ’s capital) to hunt for my faithful , but discarded, old Nokia. I get a blank SIM card, have it set up with my number, then go home where the answer phone is blinking.
“Hi Heather” a friends voice has recorded, “have you lost your phone? I think a friend has found it. He found my name in it and rang me to see if I know whose it was! Lots of mutual friends then your daughters name, Renée, made me realise it must be yours. Give me call and let me know!”
Sure enough it’s my beautiful new Ideos smart phone – it’s been run over but the man who found it is posting it back . . . not that I have insurance cover . . . but at least I’ll be able to retrieve my friends numbers.
Could you do that with 6 degrees of separation? I think not. Just think: one cyclist finds a phone, checks the names, recognises one and calls her. She recognises my other friends’ names! It sounds like my theory of New Zealand’s one and half degrees of separation has been proved correct.
Now to start saving, again, for a new smart phone. Oh well, it’s a pretty high-class problem when you think of all the problems in the world.