Conversation Is Dying
Well, I guess I'm sort of like Taylor Swift, except instead of singing about people who've done me wrong, I write about them on my blog . . . I'll just slap on some red lipstick and call it good.
So here's one for the books: What is up with people being really bad at conversation? I think it's a dying art. Or skill. Or . . . Whatever it is, people are getting worse and worse at it. (Or maybe I'm just getting more and more incredible, so other people are worse by comparison!)
At any rate, I was disappointed by some conversation today. This person spent maybe . . . 45 minutes talking AT me. I tried to insert myself into the conversation, but I think he was irritated by it. He was right, right, right about everything in the world. He certainly didn't have the wherewithal to see that I had disengaged -- with my tight lips and "mm-hms."
Now, I understand that maybe this man has a personality flaw. Or general social cluelessness. But is it just me, or does that seem to be more and more common these days? Is it an effect of smartphones and texting? I feel like it's got to be. People just seem to have a hard time now making conversation if it doesn't involve some sort of digital device -- they either don't know how to talk at all, or they don't know how to involve the other person in dialogue. It's driving me nuts!
On a side note: I really hate it when people say "conversate" as though it's an actual word in the dictionary. (It's not!)
Thing I'm thankful for: Avocados! Oh, California . . . I am praying for rain!