I wonder how many people see me and turn away. None I would hope. I don't think I'm that scary. When we were attending church I ran into a gal who's husband taught our Sunday school class and with whom I knew for a long time and was even in a wedding with her. She looked directly at me in the meat department and quickly looked away. I was shocked. Would it have killed her to smile? She didn't have to have a twenty minute conversation with me... a smile would have worked. I did make her talk to me as I loudly said her name and hello to her after she snubbed me.
So it hurts to be ignored but it doesn't hurt to ignore. I think it does hurt in a way to ignore. I have obviously thought about the blog gal for a while and the bank lady since last Friday. I wish I would have said hello. Maybe, with the holidays approaching or maybe just the next time, when I see someone I recognize, I am going to try to say a simple hello. I don't snub every time but when I do that split second decision to run can leave a lasting little scar on my bubble that I find myself living in sometimes. I guess one never knows how much another person needs to be recognized. I can throw out a random compliment to a stranger but not a hello to an acquaintance. Kind of confusing isn't it. But true at the same time.
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