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I think of them as phone zombies tij........ like in the movie 'Invasion of the Bodysnachers'. I fear one day, I will wake up, and have a phone in my hand. Nooooooooo oooooooo oooooooo...........
I don't own a cell phone. My wife sent me to the supermarket once with hers. "Ring me, and let me know the price of chickens David......" I got to the supermarket, looked at the price of chickens, then tried to phone my wife. I couldn't figure out how to do it. Serves her right for assuming I knew how to use the thing!!.......
I'd never walk around anywhere with my face in a Smartphone (don't even own one) as I'd be afraid of being mugged! Don't these people realize someone could sneak up behind them!
I find it rather sad, you'd like to converse with someone, as you walk around your neighborhood, and I don't even want to try and compete with the excitement of what they're seeing on those screens!
No different at work, riding a bus or waiting for a flight at an Airport, the opportunities for friendliness have all but disappeared.
I'd never walk around anywhere with my face in a Smartphone (don't even own one) as I'd be afraid of being mugged! Don't these people realize someone could sneak up behind them!
I find it rather sad, you'd like to converse with someone, as you walk around your neighborhood, and I don't even want to try and compete with the excitement of what they're seeing on those screens!
No different at work, riding a bus or waiting for a flight at an Airport, the opportunities for friendliness have all but disappeared.
I first realised the dawn of the dead had arrived a number of years ago. My wife and I walked into the bar of a hotel in Tunisia. It was quite dark in there, and all around were folks sat staring at their phones. Their faces were lit up from the reflection........
Nobody spoke, it was silent in there, with all these lit up faces. I was quite astonished, and knew things would never be the same again.
I first realised the dawn of the dead had arrived a number of years ago. My wife and I walked into the bar of a hotel in Tunisia. It was quite dark in there, and all around were folks sat staring at their phones. Their faces were lit up from the reflection........
Nobody spoke, it was silent in there, with all these lit up faces. I was quite astonished, and knew things would never be the same again.
I always speak and say hello, but I am a bit closer to a couple than the others.
(you would come off as extremely weird in Kentucky, if he you didn't at least muster up a
little bit of a greeting.)
Some seem to want to converse, so I try to oblige as much as possible. (But I am an introvert at heart,
and love my privacy)
Others want to keep to themselves more or less, and I am good with that too!
(We have one here who is either wanted by the FBI, or has social anxiety disorder though).
I chat with only two people and that's the neighbors to each side of us. I'll wave and say hello and lightly chat with some of the others when the opportunity arises. My husband is the social bird and he and many of the other men will chat and borrow each other's tools or help, and they get along great. But the only one he visits is the elder next door.
I like to be on good terms with neighbors because it's good to look out for each other when we notice things that aren't right, and to have support. But I don't want to be close buddies with a neighbor because I don't want someone coming over to visit more often than I'd like.
People used to be more likely to be stuck with their neighbors for a while. Once everyone became more mobile while more people became less trustworthy, everyone became understandably more cautious. Of course they idea that neighbors always got along is a false nostalgia.
People used to be more likely to be stuck with their neighbors for a while. Once everyone became more mobile while more people became less trustworthy, everyone became understandably more cautious. Of course they idea that neighbors always got along is a false nostalgia.
I lived in a very small condo before I moved outside our city walls. In that building there was an older, very grumpy at best and extremely hostile at worst, owner and his young adulterous foreign wife. If he did not like someone in the building he pulled a pistol on them...this is not the U.S., truly extraordinary to pull a gun here. When they came to collect the condo dues he threatened the committee with his pistol. He also went up to the police station and threatened his wife's lover, who was a cop...he didn't kill him, but he wasn't arrested either.
One day in cleaning all the disused cable wired that dangled down in front of my top floor windows, I cut his working cable in two. In fear and trembling I went downstairs to tell him. I did not have to, they had been watching TV and I could hear the hubbub in the apartment.
When I knocked and told his wife, she summoned my executioner. He listened, said, "Estúpido!" He left me at the door and went for his gun I assumed, but he returned with a roll of tape.
We went upstairs, he taped it back together, pushed it away from the window, glared at me and said, "You OK" and left without even showing his gun.
Considering this guy's personality, this is my idea of "always got along." I am alive.
He, incidentally, began experiencing sharp pains in the liver, but would not go to the doctor. He died in the hospital very soon, and she moved the cop in. There were none of the neighbors who did not believe that she had decided to checkmate that pistol.
There's a couple neighbors who I chat with for a few minutes when we are out walking our dogs but other then that everyone stays to themselves except for this one neighbor who is in her 70's. We share small little Christmas gifts and once in awhile she will drop off some type of food she thinks I might like, especially since she knows I haven't been feeling well lately.
There's a couple neighbors who I chat with for a few minutes when we are out walking our dogs but other then that everyone stays to themselves except for this one neighbor who is in her 70's. We share small little Christmas gifts and once in awhile she will drop off some type of food she thinks I might like, especially since she knows I haven't been feeling well lately.
I was out in my garden this morning cutting away at some large shrubs. Two of my female neighbour's passed by, and we had a friendly gab. I don't mind that sort of thing. Usual chat English people enjoy like discussing the weather......
"Another lousy summer David....... you're taking the chance sorting out your garden, before it rains again huh?" That's the sort of thing English neighbour's talk about........
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