People Crack Me Up

People crack me up…

5 people walk in the store….

Me:  ” Hello there”

Them: Silence

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Me: “Let me know if there is something you want to try?”

Them: Silence

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Me: Stare off a moment…Make direct eye contact with one…Hello

Her: Silence

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Me: One of them will say hi dang it!  Ten year old boy staring at me now…”Would you like to try something?”

Him: Silence…grabs mom’s shirt (what am I gonna attack him?)

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Me: “Just let me know when anyone is ready”

Them: Still silence

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Me: Walk off a minute…mumble to self, “they all can’t be deaf”

Them: still just staring off at the menu

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Me: Wander back. One more try…”Any one decided yet?”

Them: Silence…. They are killing me!!!

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An eternity later (or 10 minutes if looking at a real clock – no joke)

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Mom: Chocolate

Me: Knock me over with a feather…they do talk!! Ok, at least one of them…..

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Turns out they all can talk!

Just not to me.

I’m pretty sure I showered this morning.

sniff sniff…. yep

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Sad part is….. People do this all the time to us… never acknowledging us.. I have to teach the kids not to take it personally.

Even sadder?  These people actually turned out really nice once they ate they ice cream. Then they started talking to me and laughing.

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People are odd creatures….

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~~~till we laugh again~~~

36 thoughts on “People Crack Me Up

  1. Madame Weebles

    What is WRONG with people?? What do they think you are, part of the woodwork? It really is weird, though, how a lot of people seem antisocial or socially stunted until you break the ice and then they’re actually very nice people. But where did they learn that it’s okay to not acknowledge someone who’s talking to them?

    1. Tammy @ LaughingAtEverydayLife

      It happens so often. I usually chalk it up to how loud it can get sometimes. But this one was really bad. I knew they all could hear me, I was making eye contact, standing 2 feet away. And it wasn’t just one of them, it was ALL of them. It started to become quite comical

  2. crubin

    Although there is no excuse for rude behavior, I sadly am one of those people that barely makes eye contact when I walk into a store and hardly any chit chat. It’s an introvert’s nature, though I’ve improved over the years with practice. Of course, it’s doubtful that entire family was full of introverts, and it sounds like they were more on the side of rude, but I feel it is my duty, as the introverted member of your non-normal club 🙂 , to speak out on behalf of those who wish we could walk into a new environment smiling and socializing but sadly probably never will. Of course, if the incentive were ice cream, I’d work my hardest… 🙂

    1. Tammy @ LaughingAtEverydayLife

      Being an introvert myself (believe it or not – gonna write a post to prove it)… I’m with you. I’m ok with it. A simple smile or head nod to acknowledge that I welcomed them. Even a wink. These folks looked absolutely terrified that I was speaking to them. It was just weird.. LOL

  3. photosfromtheloonybin

    I was always painfully shy as a child, and I have had to work to overcome that, but I have to be honest. If someone offered to let me try different types of icecream, I would be all over that. Forget the shyness – food comes first!! 🙂

  4. Everyday Tangents

    I used to have this happen to me all the time when I worked in a mom and pop burger joint. People would come in and greet them in my ever peppy at work manner and…nothing. Crickets even. Eventually they would say something…but they only ever perked up after they’re fed. Maybe they just needed sugar to trigger their mouth muscles?

  5. Finally... Wendy Wanders

    Uggg…. As a waitress that used to be my biggest pet peeves! There’s nothing worse than walking up to a table all happy and hospitable and welcome someone to your place only to have no one… not one single person acknowledge your presence. It’s the worst!

    True story… I once walked up to a table of tourists and said my usual spiel … you know… “Hello, how’s everyone doing tonight”. (nothing) “My name’s Wendy, I’ll be serving you tonight. Would you like to start with something to drink this evening or can I answer any questions for you?” (nothing… not even eye contact. This was this worst table ever for this kind of crap) So… I’m guessing because I knew I only had a few days left before I was cutting my schedule down to just a few days a week at the restaurant because I needed more time to get my shit together to meet deadlines at the paper, before walking away from the table I said this… “Tell you what… I told you my name… if you happen to have heard me, give my a shout when you’re ready to order. If you’re lucky I might hear you, if not good luck getting served here” and I walked away.

    Of course as soon as I got back to the wait station I was shitting a brick because I didn’t want to get fired… but I stood my ground. Wouldn’t you know these people did end up calling me (by name) over to the table when they were ready. They ordered a nice dinner and cocktails. Turns out they were from NYC just stopping in on their way back from Foxwoods Casino and appreciated my spunk. Their bill was $118 and they left me $200. So you never can tell. And yes.. you’re right… people are odd creatures 😉

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