I was just thinking about the fact that I’m going to be missing my 30th high school reunion that is coming up in 2 weeks. (Who in the heck has a high school reunion around Thanksgiving, after the 5th reunion?) And it’s just as well. Functions like that are the place for small talk, glad handing, and yada, yada, yada. I’ve never been good at that. When I was young- basically until I was about 19- I was shy. Not just shy, but wallflower shy. I had one best friend, whom I played with just about every day. And when you play, it’s not small talk.
More recently, some of my cousins (who are 15+ years older than me) have taken to keeping up with me, calling every month or two. Sometimes, I think it’s a way to keep up with my Mom, without calling Mom at a bad time (when she’s in a mental hospital, or too depressed to visit). Of course, they’re interested in how I’m doing, as well. We trade information on what the kids are up to or I am asked what I’m up too. If I answer totally honestly, I tell them about the classes in various energy healing modalities I’ve been taking, talk a little bit about the work I’ve been doing on myself, and share with them that the ADHD medications we were hoping would help Little Man, had such bad side effects that one of them made him suicidal. But the energy work that’s been done on him seems to be the only thing that really helps him. Too much information?
Ok then. I’m taking a few workshops to enrich my life. And the husband and kid are fine.
I find that when I am in social situations, I am more comfortable visiting with a small group of people, where I can hunker down and have a decent conversation with one person at a time. No talking about the weather (unless it’s something worth talking about). And no chatting about politics or religion. When I ask a friend how they are doing and what they’ve been up to, I am sincerely interested and want to know.
Yesiree bob. I totally and completely suck at small talk.