In my job, the people I interact with tend to be very nervous and try to make small talk with me to sort of cover that. A lot of it is in Spanish, which to my brain means that I have no context to cling to so I'm left going, "what?"
For example, today a guy tried to ask me if my husband and I were done having kids (I had just mentioned that we will soon have a boy and a girl) only the phrased he used was something close to "closed for business" and I had zero idea of what he meant.
I liked it better pre-baby when they just asked where I was from and left it at that.
I live in New England and strangers feel the need to talk to me constantly. I must be doing something wrong.
I live in New England and strangers feel the need to talk to me constantly. I must be doing something wrong.
You just must be running into me a lot. I'm sorry about that.
Boy still can't get over how much we smalltalk over here.
Bwah! I thought you meant over here at buffistas.
Baltimore is the friendliest place I've ever lived. It's way more friendly than the most Southern place I lived, Greensboro, NC. (Uh...despite the crime. But even the junkies will often say "Hi Hon" to you on the street.)
I remember being shocked by a convenience store clerk having a pleasant conversation with me when I first moved from Boston to SF.
You just must be running into me a lot. I'm sorry about that.
No. They tend not to be witty and super smart, otherwise I wouldn't mind them talking to me in the first place.
Bwah! I thought you meant over here at buffistas.
Ha! He has commented on that too...
K-Bug is settling in at Trader Joe's and their cashiers are encouraged to make small talk with the customers. Pre-inside information, I thought I just kept hitting chatty people, but it s a company thing.
oh good , Allyson already mentioned it in press while I was catchin gup.
We were back in New England last may. We went to a party where , we knew only a few people. If the party had been here in Ca - instantly a group would have surrounded the strangers - food and wine thrust in their hands and conversation. Back in VT - we were pointed to food and drink - polite greeting were exchanged and that was it. I don't know if I can ever go back to that.
I love chatting with people - most of the time. If the Packers are on and some idiot's trying to have a conversation with me in the bar, they can die now (this has happened at least twice this season. I don't get it - it's not like I'm shy about watching the game).
