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I can't help but be skeptical of strangers that strike up conversations with me. I just can't. I can never think of a good enough reason for them to do it, so they just shouldn't.
I, on the other hand, have perfectly good reasons to talk to new people, and should be allowed to do so whenever I want to. That's how I met Kevin today.
See, Kevin thought no one could understand his patois, so he was having a loud and bawdy phone conversation at the table next to me. When he hung up, I told him I was Jamaican, and he was...well, he wasn't embarrassed at all--he was pretty amused, and ended up calling two friends to tell them about the Jamaican lady that had laughed her way through his phone conversation.
And then he chatted with me and gttygrl, and I'm reminded that although I'm a bitter and dried up misanthropist, other people can be very amusing, and yardies for the win.
I, on the other hand, have perfectly good reasons to talk to new people, and should be allowed to do so whenever I want to. That's how I met Kevin today.
See, Kevin thought no one could understand his patois, so he was having a loud and bawdy phone conversation at the table next to me. When he hung up, I told him I was Jamaican, and he was...well, he wasn't embarrassed at all--he was pretty amused, and ended up calling two friends to tell them about the Jamaican lady that had laughed her way through his phone conversation.
And then he chatted with me and gttygrl, and I'm reminded that although I'm a bitter and dried up misanthropist, other people can be very amusing, and yardies for the win.