The antisocial woman

There is a woman on my floor who is very shy. She is a little older, but has a bright, alert face. She reminds me of a small, cute mouse. Anyway, she smiled at me recently, so I took a gamble and said hi as I was slipping out to Gristede's to get soy milk.

Hi, she said.

Then, as I was coming back from the supermarket, she was standing outside the elevator and we went up together. I didn't say anything, not wanting to scare her. Then, as she left the elevator, she said Bye.
It was heartwarming, somehow ;)

Comments

bdogg_mcgee said…
Bring her out of her shell! I know you can do it! :)
10:47 AM
Anonymous said…
cute : )
1:30 PM
Poppy said…
That would totally be me if I hadn't seen your face before (in your profile picture, I mean. I'm not stalking you, I promise!)
4:03 PM
Bearette said…
hee! don't worry, poppy, i know you're not a stalker ;)
5:48 PM
Anonymous said…
When I read this title, I was sure this post was about me :) I'm glad you took the initiative. She's probably so relieved!
5:58 PM
Elsa said…
Oh...that's nice. Sometimes shy people really need that start...someone else to say "Hi". I think sometimes that's the hardest part for shy folks - breaking the ice. Once that is done, little by little, they can shed their shell with the person that said Hi.
6:54 PM
verniciousknids said…
It's such an easy thing to say...yet some people find it so hard to do.
9:38 PM
The Zombieslayer said…
She's a woman of many words. Now, for the life of me, I'm trying to remember the President who would never speak. I heard one reporter said that he made a bet with his manager and said he could get three words out of the President. So the President said "you lose." True story, but forgot the President's name.
11:19 PM
Bearette said…
D thinks it's Coolidge...for some reason, I thought of Eisenhower or Truman.
10:14 AM
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