There’s something about me. I don’t know what it is, but I’ve sensed it for many years. I’m the type of person who people like to talk to – more specifically, talk at. I say “at” because these people don’t want to hear what I have to say. They just want an audience. I am their dedicated audience of one.
Case in point, I was in McDonald’s this weekend to get a coffee. Not a burger. Quit judging me. I know you were. Okay, I had some fries with my coffee. Anyway, some older guy zeroes in on me and starts a conversation, then there’s a pause. I think this is where I take the information he has shared with me and I say something back that relates to it. Oh, wait, hang on – it’s not. He just needed to catch his breath. It’s still his turn to talk and still my turn to listen. I give up and occasionally nod and smile.
This happens to me a lot. Why am I a magnet for these type of people? Is it my expression? Do I feign interest too well for my o