Friday, January 12, 2007

Somebody's watching me...

It always feels like, somebody's watchin' me...

Because they are.
I gotta admit that I am one...A people watcher, observer of human behaviors or just plain bored, who knows? And I know I can't possible be the only one either.

It's kinda like the "what do people do in an elevator" study. I'm sure that study has a name, it's been awhile since I took sociology.
(Honestly can't recall and just too lazy to look it up. There, I admit that too.)

You know what I'm saying right? Where people usually stare at the floor numbers lighting up to avoid human interaction, as if the elevator will get to their floor faster. Why don't people talk anyways? Why do people avoid other humans as if eye contact would make their retinas burn? Really. In the Chicago land area, no one makes eye contact. Ever. It's sad.

Well, eye contact is one thing that I often notice. If your drive 3 hours south towards Indianapolis, people make eye contact and say hello. It's freaky if you aren't accustomed to it. Seriously. When people pass you on the street they nod, smile and usually offer a greeting too! Wow, what makes areas so different that people are so afraid of others?

Another thing we noticed, toll booth operators, even though there aren't that many now a days. But we would totally catch them off guard each time by asking how they were and by wishing them a nice day. Strange isn't it? Just a simple act of kindness would throw a person in such a cold world off. Or at least I thought it's strange.

When I'm at the mall, ever notice those girls...You know...The o' my gosh, my jaws won't keep up as fast as I want to talk so, like o' my gosh, I use my hands to do the talking for me. Yeah, that too. I watch it all.

One of my favorites to see are the 70+ age group. The couple who have been married for 50+ years. I love to see them walk and hold hands. The sweet bond those two have had over the years. The stories they could share. But then it usually gets spoiled by seeing a married couple in the store that constantly argue the entire shopping trip. No laughter and you can feel the distance between them when they walk.

It's not just common body language I watch for, even foot strides. Some people have a bounce to their step, then I wonder if they are a happy and an optimistic person. Others have slow drawn out steps and I can only think they are sad, or that they just aren't in a hurry. People walk with their heads held up high, are they proud? Or do they just have better posture? Is that limp an injury or from war? Strange I know....

Don't know. I'm a dork, a watchful one at that. So, that's what's going on in my head. Most that know me know that I'm usually a quieter person in crowds (outside of family groups), mostly because I'm too busy watching. There you have it, one little unknown fact about a donut with crooked eyebrows....oh' and I look at everyone's eyebrows too...

1 comment:

Peanut Butter and Jelly Boats said...

I'm a people watcher too, or at least I was before I had 3 children in 4 years. Now I'm watching them!