Old Dude from work decided to put me on the spot tonight. He declared his desire to get to know me outside of work, on a far more personal level. He's a nice enough person beyond his grumpy facade, but he's too old....looking and in his personality. When I look at him all I see is a frail old man. I played it off rater well, thank you very much. I said that I'd like to get to know him as a friend too.
See I can be diplomatic.
Sunday, March 4, 2018
Thursday, March 1, 2018
Sometimes it's memory loss
Sometimes it's just disinterest? I've shared a fair amount already about my memory loss and the calamity that can occur thanks to it. But sometime's, okay quite often it's just a sheer desire of not wanting to engage with others while I already have so many rumblings running through my mind. Of course there is always the question dancing through the back of my mind, "do I know this person? Have I actual history with them, or are they just rambling on because I am so damn approachable?"
Yesterday I stopped into Starbucks for a long awaited treat. My signature stimulant, designed by me for me way back in the days of green aprons and plastered on smiles topped with whipped cream. While I waited for my cup of bliss to be completed, the woman behind me broke into a long winded rather detailed story about her latest experience in Longo's. What that experience was, I am not entirely sure. It had a few heights and a very significant low if her body language and tone were any indication, though I cannot be certain as I really wasn't that focused. It all went something like that:
- 10 to 20 seconds in: Alright this isn't too bad. She's got a hair that keep flopping every time she nods, oh I should nod too!
- 15 seconds in: Hrmm she shoelaces aren't even. Did she tie them herself?
- 18 second in: Oh that's my coffee! Come to momma Venti dark and delicious. Crap, she's still talking. Inch away and nod again...why is se touching my arm? She's impeding my caffeinated pleasures.
- 30 seconds in: Crap nod again, smile and look convincing...oops less teeth.
- 35 seconds in: Attention waning rapidly. Did she just say she just say she rode a donkey? WTF? How did this go from Longos to a donkey? Does she mean Eeyore?
- 40 seconds in: Eeyore, hrm; Winnie the Pooh? Oh I need to buy honey after.
- 50 seconds in: How long have I been tapping my hand against my leg? Where is she in her story? Huh...wtf she laughing? Should I laugh too? Haha ok that wasn't stupid sounding at all!
- 60 seconds in: Alright I've played along, but I'm gonna loose it in a moment if she doesn't just shut up.
- 65 seconds in: Okay lady this rides been fun but I want off now. I have no clue what shes said and I cannot pretend any longer and if my caffeinated cup of bliss is cold now I'll have to rip off her eyebrows...
Being the non awkward people person I am, I reached past her, wrapped my clawed hand around my drink and said "See ya" without a backwards glance.
Totally nailed it!
Yesterday I stopped into Starbucks for a long awaited treat. My signature stimulant, designed by me for me way back in the days of green aprons and plastered on smiles topped with whipped cream. While I waited for my cup of bliss to be completed, the woman behind me broke into a long winded rather detailed story about her latest experience in Longo's. What that experience was, I am not entirely sure. It had a few heights and a very significant low if her body language and tone were any indication, though I cannot be certain as I really wasn't that focused. It all went something like that:
- 10 to 20 seconds in: Alright this isn't too bad. She's got a hair that keep flopping every time she nods, oh I should nod too!
- 15 seconds in: Hrmm she shoelaces aren't even. Did she tie them herself?
- 18 second in: Oh that's my coffee! Come to momma Venti dark and delicious. Crap, she's still talking. Inch away and nod again...why is se touching my arm? She's impeding my caffeinated pleasures.
- 30 seconds in: Crap nod again, smile and look convincing...oops less teeth.
- 35 seconds in: Attention waning rapidly. Did she just say she just say she rode a donkey? WTF? How did this go from Longos to a donkey? Does she mean Eeyore?
- 40 seconds in: Eeyore, hrm; Winnie the Pooh? Oh I need to buy honey after.
- 50 seconds in: How long have I been tapping my hand against my leg? Where is she in her story? Huh...wtf she laughing? Should I laugh too? Haha ok that wasn't stupid sounding at all!
- 60 seconds in: Alright I've played along, but I'm gonna loose it in a moment if she doesn't just shut up.
- 65 seconds in: Okay lady this rides been fun but I want off now. I have no clue what shes said and I cannot pretend any longer and if my caffeinated cup of bliss is cold now I'll have to rip off her eyebrows...
Being the non awkward people person I am, I reached past her, wrapped my clawed hand around my drink and said "See ya" without a backwards glance.
Totally nailed it!
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