Working on the BC, and I realized one VERY important thing...



I don't need a reason to talk to people.

It seems as though I should, seeing as how noone talks to each other anymore.

If I ever saw something interesting enough about a person before, I would SOMETIMES ask them about it, then explain why I was asking... i.e ( Nice watch.... [then validate it]... I wanted a watch like that and blah blah blah).

I forced myself to stop doing that. Now, if I want to start a conversation with somebody, I just start it. I don't give them a reason why I chose to talk to them. I don't have to.

it seems to me that american culture is rushed, therefore no one talks to random people. when someone does talk to you out of the blue, you begin to wonder if something is wrong.

Its a bit of a generalization, but we are sort of a closed society compared to others. What your saying sort of breaks that paradigm, which is cool in my mind.

It's true, but it's not because our cultured is 'rushed'... it's just because we (in general) are a lazy, fat culture.

People just get the mindset, that if they don't know you, they don't talk to you. Everybody wants to communicate, but most will not initiate it, b/c of fear of rejection/being ignored etc.

Like I talked about a week ago, when you speak to someone who is not making eye contact with you... they look up and they think they must know you. only to realize that they do not.

Something happened to me yesterday when I went to 7 Eleven...

I was in line, and this older woman comes in line behind me...I was wearing my dog chain, the chain you use to choke your dog with, and this lady comes behind me and starts playing with it...I turned around and she tells me she liked my chain so much that she had to play with it....Then she starts touching on my lower back, and she tells me she was getting a piece of string off my back...Then after that, she moves in close and she starts talking about how old the hot dogs look...At this point, I felt pretty strange, cause this kind of stuff happens to me, but not in a 7-11..It was like she was trying to whisper in my ear...So then we get up to the register and she needs a quarter, and I give it to her, and she tries to get me to wait, but I was so freaked out that I told her to keep the change and I left...Damn, these older women dont play...