A bit of silliness. You didn’t come here to be educated, after all. Some cultures value a blank expression, as it keeps your secret feelings intact (the Japanese side, me). On the other hand, there is my all-too expressive English side, where there is no subterfuge. Mum goes through hundreds of facial expressions in a minute – it is close to aerobic exercise.
With side hustles, and an unending deluge of new content on social media platforms, ‘phubbing’ (portmanteau of phone and snubbing) the new normal, even these fleeting social interactions may be a thing of the past. Even self service kiosks at the supermarket make the extent of our conversational input relegated to ‘It’s not scanning’ and ‘Unknown item in bagging area’. Now I am off to the gym (‘can you please get off the equipment with your phone’).
I become hyper articulate as I become angrier. Nobody wins in that scenario, believe me. If you have ever had the pleasure of THAT coming at you, it is like a red cape to the bull. You are wrong and here’s why. Or I become UNarticulate, as my brain, aghast at the indignities and fueled with the righteousness of my argument, spins its wheels. Sigh. What works for YOU? If counting works for you – lucky for you, that’s seldom worked for me!