So I've decided that quiet people scare me... You're talking, they nod. You are laughing, they offer a slight smile. You are tossing out all your word vomit, putting it all out there and they are taking it all in. What's up with that?
Have you ever stopped to trap them in silence to see if they will budge? Or better yet, liquored them up hoping that they will cave?
I think this is the reason why I love my husband so much... After years of his offering too much information I grew to know what he was thinking before he could even get a chance to explain it. Sometimes he is open to a fault and with new people this can be quite dangerous. You see, he doesn't get embarrassed but people can always find a way to get offended! Hating to say this and with no disrespect, but I must admit that once I even said in passing that he has turrets to clear the air. (We religiously vote for James Durban on American Idol so my conscience is clear.) The black cloud of judgment was swept away. No more did I fear.
But quiet people are work! They come to your party and you find yourself struggling to make lame small talk so they feel "comfortable". Would you like a drink? (and they decline, CRAP!) Don't you just love Doritos? (they nod, CRAP CRAP!!) What is going on beyond those surveillance eyes of theirs?
So after BOTH attempts of 1) awkward silence (which just about killed ME) and 2) feeding (them) beer, I have come to a firm conclusion.
Similar to those that ride public buses, we know better than to ask why they take them... they are just holding back things that we don't want to hear! Horny, odd, boring, slightly-genius things (for lack of a better word) that will only scare the crap out of us.
We who word vomit our every thought are the new normal. Yup, I said it, normal.
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