cyphercat wrote:Then I realized that it was part of why people used to label me as "shy," and also part of not being a very good listener.
Ha.
This has happened to me on occassion.
If I'm occupied doing something, and a stranger, someone I hardly know, or someone I have no use for (read pompus ass) comes in the room, I'll glance up at them, then go back to what I'm doing. If there's others in the room, they can engage this person, especially the one's I have no use for. I've sometimes learned later they thought I was shy, or intimadated/fearful of them....Ha.
Back in the day, when I still had my looks, I remember I was a member of this commitee that met once a month....There was this old coot who sat on the board, and everytime I looked in his direction, he was staring at me. So, I never looked in his direction. At this event we were having, I was one of those manning the registration table, and he made it a point to get in my line. When he got to me, he said his first (and only) words to me..."Why are you afraid of me?"
I said "I'm not afraid of you, you're old enough to be my grandfather, and you creep me out."
I think his name was spendius.