Last night, Ryan and I went to Wal-Mart. We had to return a few things and pick up a few other things. So, as we were checking out, I noticed that the cashier's name was Amanda...same as mine. Meeting another Amanda isn't common, but it's not a rare occurrence either--so I didn't say anything about it. Because of the things we were buying, she asked if someone was having a birthday and proceeded to tell me that her next baby, (her third child), is due on her birthday and she hopes it's a girl. I asked when her birthday was and found out that it's the same day as mine! Another Amanda with the same birthday--now that IS a rare occurrence. (We're 2 years apart.) She then proceeded to start listing off all of the other family birthdays and celebrations that are close to hers. When I commented that there were a lot of birthdays at that time of year, she assured me that February is an even busier month that her birth month. And, unsolicited, she ticked off all of the birthdays and events in February. It sounded like there was something every day in the month of February for her family. Then, since we were finished with the financial transaction, we wished each other luck and went on our merry ways.
The reason I ask if I'm wearing a sign is that this situation is very typical wherever I happen to me. My husband swears I should have been a therapist because people I have never met feel inclined to share their life story with me at the drop of a hat. I'm not really sure why this happens! I don't feel like I'm overly chatty--I just casually converse with people when the opportunity pops up. Most of the time, they make the first comment and I respond. Before I know it, I know the names and ages of all of their children/grandchildren/friends' children, etc., their shoe size, social security number, and their entire relationship history. I'm still trying to figure out why these people determine that I am the perfect person to give all of this information to. For now, I just presume that someone has posted an invisible sign on my forehead.
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2 comments:
Its because you're so sweet and everyone wants to be your friend!!! Seriously!! ;-)
I wear the same sign. I always joke that it says on my forehead, "talk to me, I listen". Like you, I do nothing to invite the information or the conversation either, but no matter where I go people tell me their life story. We should start a therapy business.
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