“Si, you put the salad in the freezer.”
“Actually I think it was you. I saw it and thought you put it there for a reason.”
“Oh. (I look down at the mesclun mush.) What reason?”
I think my upstairs neighbor was trying to sneak out of his apartment without being seen by ME. This is a new feeling for me. Usually I’m the one avoiding happenstance conversations with vague acquaintances—or so I thought. But I realized in a moment that just as many people are avoiding me. How alarming and very sad. I feel immediately compelled to change my ways and embrace everyone on the street. Perhaps this small act will start a love revolution among strangers.
And anyway, Josh, I thought we had a nice conversation last night while you were holding the case of water on the way up the stairs to your apartment. Was that maybe not the best time to get to know you? I could have sworn I was reading the signals right.
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Ha!!! You’re so sweet my little sista – what a socialization process to document!
xo
I’ve been shy, no, afraid, of our Italian neighbors for the past year and a half. It’s ridiculous. But they smoke, and they accomplish life via shouting. Loudly. This makes things difficult. Especially when they’re on the porch when I get home, smoking and shouting.
MC has befriended them! Of course she can actually understand significant amounts of what they are saying. A precarious advantage.
I hear and I only repeat this without any confidence of what I am talking about. But when pregnant woman are close to times of delivery (say within six months) they need to find peace and tranquillity in and around their home. So there you are making nice with the neighbours while flash freezing lettuce just so you will have something to talk about.
Think of it this way “It is said that the present is pregnant with the future.” ~ Voltaire
hmm, hugging strangers… how about that goldberg guy — get back to that story, i am too curious!!!
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