Tuesday, March 11, 2008

A complete stranger talked to me at the elevator just a few moments ago. I've got to learn that skill. Small talk is an art that does not come naturally to me. It requires an ego orientation of extraverted feeling, a way of orienting one's self to the environment in terms of a culturally defined language of social relationship.

When people say, "hello, how are you?", people expect me to respond, "I'm fine, thank you."

But I don't want to say "I'm fine, thank you." In fact, I don't want to talk to people at all. Depending on my mood, these are probably the thoughts that go inside my head. If only I could say them:

"Are you inviting me for a multi-level marketing scam?"

"Go away. You're invading my personal space."

"Duh, doesn't it look obvious?"

"You have nice boobs."

Rather than change myself into someone that I'm not, maybe I need to learn how to say those things in a polite way instead:

Girl: "Hello, what account are you handling?"
Me: *blink*
Girl: "You're working at People Support, right?"
Me: *blink* *press elevator button*
Girl: "Oh, you're not. You seem like the quiet type."
Me: *smile*
Girl: "Hello??? Why are you so quiet?"
Me: "You have nice boobs."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

feeling?!?

simoncpu said...

stalking? at this ungodly hour? :p