I read this to my mom, who also suffers from unasked-for friendliness, and she has a tip for you. When she says hello to a passerby and they don't respond, she says, "Poor bastard must be deaf."
I did some growing up in Florida, and I feel you. When I lived in Boulder (international tourist town), I was always frightening people with offers to help them find something, or give them restaurant recommendations. The few, the sad, the friendly.
Mom always said, “don’t be a ghoulish teen and learn the art of conversation.... except Carolyn. She needs to not talk to everyone and keep a little mystery.” Don’t forget your 1 and 2-finger waves during your drives.
I read this to my mom, who also suffers from unasked-for friendliness, and she has a tip for you. When she says hello to a passerby and they don't respond, she says, "Poor bastard must be deaf."
I did some growing up in Florida, and I feel you. When I lived in Boulder (international tourist town), I was always frightening people with offers to help them find something, or give them restaurant recommendations. The few, the sad, the friendly.
Mom always said, “don’t be a ghoulish teen and learn the art of conversation.... except Carolyn. She needs to not talk to everyone and keep a little mystery.” Don’t forget your 1 and 2-finger waves during your drives.