“Make Mom stop!”… “There she goes again, go reel her in!,”… “We don’t have time for this!”… “Oh for the love of God!”… These are the statements that my family throws out to me almost every time we venture outside of home. Perhaps g2 said it the best ” The epitome of childlike fascination with every single person on the planet.” You need to know that this little problem (for everyone else not me ) is not entirely my fault. I think there may be some type of genetic encoding involved here, even though I seem to be the only person in our family exhibiting the gene.
It’s not like it’s always me who initiates the conversations, but for whatever reason people talk to me. I love this! It is fascinating to listen to the things people feel they need to say. Yes, I know (as they impatiently point out) we need to get going, but I can not just walk away when someone is in mid sentence. Over the years some of the best stories I have ever heard were told to me by total strangers. I think people feel better when they don’t have to sugar coat, or be politically correct when they want to get something off their chest. Talking to a stranger makes them feel like they are not bound by those social requirements since they will probably never see you again.
I hold on to this practice even more so these days because with cell phones, and social media we are vastly becoming a nation of people who will now make eye contact while showing absolutely no facial expression, and simply walk away. In my day ( I like saying that 😉 ) if you were rude like that another adult would give you a little smack in the back of the head, and ask you if you had any manners.
So I’m standing my ground on this one! I will always publicly say hello to someone I have made eye contact with anywhere, anytime. Even if they choose not to respond back. I will continue to stop, and listen to someone who speaks to me. I will not give up the practice of public facial expressions. Even though the general population has replaced theirs with emojis, which I also like. 😉
In fact if my children are as smart as I like to think they are, they may consider buying me a monthly bus pass when I get older instead of sending me to adult daycare.That way I can spend my days going back and forth, from place to place doing what I love best with my laptop in hand so I can post about it later. 😉