I've not bloged in about a decade. Deal with it. I have something in my head that needs to come out.
"I am am evil homer, I am evil Homer!!" Youtube it.
Right, done, let's move on ;)
Nah, I want to have a go at middle class people (which apparently includes myself as I have letters after my name, too bad.). Middle class people ask questions, LOTS of questions, that's fine. However when meeting new people, they really do have to interrogate, find out if they have anything in common before they can be friends.
Now I'm terrible at asking questions in the middles-class interrogating way, I've had endless feedback... but here's one worth over fifty of your structured and organized interrogation quizzes. "Do friends need a common denominator?" No. No they do not. Or perhaps "Do you really need to know this much information about someone in the first five minutes of knowing them?" Again no.Talk about something else, do something or ...be funny! Anything to spare someone's first memories of you being an interrogator. If you indeed have a connection and don't seem to annoy one another then there's plenty of time to get to know the ins and out of them, so here's my advise. Don't ask all at once, cherish.
That all said, the interrogation process is indeed an excepted one amongst native middle class people. Hehe, yes natives. So this rant is mostly in vain. However, if anyone actually reads this; please don't be offended if I don't ask you enough questions. I work differently, I'm not comfortable enough to ask lots of personal questions yet, whereas you haven't asked enough questions to feel comfortable enough. Sometimes leaving a void of uncomfortable 'I'm annoying them'
Maybe this is the reason I have recently decided fork lift truck driving is a better direction than administration. It's true, there's no place like home, but you natives...why not suck it and see? The alternative that is.
P.s. did you know that Leadmill is the place that the glowing globe photograph on the cover of parachutes was taken?
