F will pretty much talk to anyone wherever we go. I like this. it’s nice and for the most part it’s very well received. Builders, postmen or the local crazy cat lady all seem happy to be interrupted to discuss what they are doing any why; For the bus stop drunk, it’s a rare chance to converse with someone on the same level. Everyone’s a winner.
If unfriendliness is whats wrong with modern day society then i often think i could take a leaf out of his book myself, but then perhaps telling window cleaners you admire their big ladders might not be as well received from someone in their mid thirties; Or i guess, too well received, depending on how you look it.
Exchanges i am not quite so keen on are the ‘do you have a beard?’ interrogations aimed directly at women in small, inescapable places (train carriages are a particular hot spot). It would not be half as bad if they actually did and i could convince myself that his frankness was for want of the greater good. But In most cases they don’t even have a hint of peach fuzz, so what do you do? Arguing against it just draws the conversation out making things even more awkward. I’m sure he has caused at least half a dozen young women to run home and scrutinize every inch of their lower face in the mirror before stalking Groupon for electrolysis deals, just to make sure.
But the worst, the absolute worst, is when he talks to teenagers. Boys in particular. Ones that have absolutely no interest in kids. It’s like he can sniff them out a mile away. If they are smoking or drinking in a secluded area of the park and generally trying to avoid prying eyes, even better.
Is it bad in a situation such as this to try and hide behind a tree and deny your own child? I can’t seem to shake the inner 15 year old in me that is desperate to avoid being dissed by the cool gang.
Do your kids ever do that thing where they introduce you as ‘Mummy’ to other people like its your actual first name? Sometimes it’s super cute and sometimes you are just thinking PLEASE DON’T INTRODUCE ME AS MUMMY.
So, um, when does ‘shy’ kick in?
p.s crazy cat lady is feeding tinned tuna to the seagulls outside her house because they need more energy prior to nest building season (in case you are interested).
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