Small Talk is Hard

A few months ago a girl moved into my building– young, a teacher, seemingly normal and cool. Someone I would actually hang out with. We spoke in the lobby for a bit, exchanged apartment numbers, and said we’d see each other soon. I haven’t run into her since– until just now, in the elevator.

Girl: “Hey! How have you been?!”

Me: “Not much!”

And then our friendship ended.

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6 thoughts on “Small Talk is Hard

  1. That sounds a lot like the time last summer when I thought a nice, young person was moving into the apartment next to me. Turns out I was wrong, very wrong. Instead, I have a constant slew of loud foreign workers, who work at some new factory in the middle of nowhere somewhere in my city. It was a grave disappointment. The neighbors on the other side who just moved in sound interesting, as I hear their conversations through the bathroom wall. Sometimes I want to join in on their conversations, but I’m sure that would make me look like a total creeper. Meeting new people is awkward and difficult. Making friends as an adult is not easy at all.

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    1. Totally– as for joining your neighbors conversations…I was once singing “Wind Beneath My Wings” while in the bathroom getting ready for work. I sang “Did I ever tell you you’re my hero?” and the man who lives above me sang back “You’re everything, everything, I wish I could be.” Because he could hear me through the vents. Apparently.

      Wonder what else he’s heard :-/

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  2. I know that feeling! Generally happens to me at work though – I meet some great person in a training seminar, we exchange business cards, and never speak again. I don’t think that’s how networking is supposed to work.

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    1. Yes, happens all the time! I just wish I could at least master the part where someone asks you a simple question such as “How have you been?” and you give an answer that makes any kind of sense whatsoever.

      But no. I’m not there yet.

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