Sunday, October 08, 2006

I Will Never Learn

It happened again. I spoke to a stranger at the store. When am I going to learn to keep my mouth shut? I shared a ten second polite exchange with a slovenly stranger in the electronics department, and he followed me through the next three isles telling me about his personal life. This is what I learned: He is single dad who home schools because there are no decent public school teachers. His job is internet related and he works from home. He was purchasing a VCR deck and a third TV because on Wednesday night there are three different shows on three different channels at the same time and he needs to be able to record the two he's not watching. He watches his recorded programs during the day while he's working and his three kids are doing their lessons. In a nutshell (nut being the operative word): neither his business, his children, nor the TV rate his undivided attention, but I do. Sigh.

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This week's excerpt from: The Grownups Wanted Us Dead: The Library I wanted to go to the library. That didn't seem like too much to ask, but [sic] in an unusual stroke of bad luck, Gram didn't give in to my whining. She ordered me to go outside and find something to do. Walking to the library is something to do, right? I grabbed my books and my little plastic library card and away I went.
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Blogger Nicholas Borelli said...

Yeah, I never give more than a monosyllabic answer to people like that. After one uttered sentence, they want to befroend you for life.

Makes your skin crawl.

10/08/2006 08:51:00 PM  
Blogger Nicholas Borelli said...

Thanks for visiting my blog and your kind words about my writing style. Now if you're a literary agent or an acquisition editor . . .


Nick Borelli

10/08/2006 09:13:00 PM  
Blogger Just Tom said...

Cindra is notorious for talking to everbody, everywhere, but somehow she knows how to do it without it going bad places. Except this one time she talked to this guy and he's still living with us! Oh yeah, that was me.

10/08/2006 09:35:00 PM  
Blogger Jackie's Garden said...

Quilly-Sister, I'm afraid it's in the genes - just can't be helped.
People have always told me their life stories. I love it that my kids use to say I'd talk t a rock. Cindra would be so embarrassed when she was young - and now she's the same way! And now she embarrasses CL. I tell CL that someday she'll have a daughter of her own to embarrass! LOL

10/08/2006 09:52:00 PM  
Blogger Nessa said...

Ah, the interative abilities of children.

10/09/2006 02:26:00 AM  
Blogger Nessa said...

PS: Never make eye contact.

10/09/2006 02:27:00 AM  
Blogger Rob said...

*raising hand*
Freak magnet? Yes... That's me! lol

I've met some great people through chance meetings and chit-chatting on the street, but most of the time I share your much dreaded curse. At work or in class, if there's anyone present like the person you just described, it's me that they are drawn to. I don't fully understand it, but I often wonder what that says about me... lol

10/09/2006 07:31:00 AM  
Blogger Louisiana said...

hmm, i am thinking that maybe he was hitting on you..maybe he is out of the loop and had no idea in how to go about it and so he failed miserably but hey he couldn't help himself..

10/09/2006 09:27:00 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

I too, make friends wherever I go!

10/09/2006 10:51:00 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

That has happened to me too. I just have to keep reminding my self "there but for the grace of God, go I"

10/09/2006 11:13:00 AM  
Blogger Kat Campbell said...

I've certainly never met a stranger either and mostly it's worked out for me. Remember that old 80's saying: You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince. This was definately a frog, slamming public school teachers. Neanderthal.

10/09/2006 01:09:00 PM  
Blogger Lori's Minute said...

Ugghhhh. ....I feel for you. I really wonder if the guy was telling you the truth. Sometimes I think these people are stuck in a time warp and the stuff they are talking about happened years ago.

I hope you got home ok....

10/09/2006 02:10:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I can't remember talking to you in the electronics department, QD. ;o)

10/09/2006 02:18:00 PM  
Blogger Gary said...

I have ten second conversations with strangers all the time, some initiated by me, and some by the other people. I can't ever recall one ending up like that. Maybe it's just that you have overwhelming personal charm. LOL

10/09/2006 07:17:00 PM  
Blogger Melli said...

And they LET people like that HOMEschool their kids! Amazing, huh?

10/10/2006 07:17:00 PM  

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