Anti-Social

Some people might call me anti-social. I hate running into people I know (except good friends), anytime, anywhere. In fact, I purposely avoid people I know if I see them somewhere. If I see them coming towards me, I will turn around and go the other way. I hate the small talk, the pretending to care what is going on in their life, what they are up to, and them doing the same to me. I hate it. I have not seen them in who-knows-how-long, and if neither one of us cared enough to seek the other out beforehand and catch up, it goes without saying that we definitely do not care now. I do not even care enough to stop and get whatever gossip I can. It is all so fake. So why bother? Why pretend?

I do not do this to everyone, though. There are certain people I do not mind running into, but those people are few and far between. So unless I see those people when I am out, I will be doing my best to avoid others. However, if you see me and talk to me, I will not be mean; I will talk to you, but do not expect it to be a long conversation like one would have with a friend. It will be short and sweet. So if you see me, and feel the need to talk, go ahead, but you will probably see the back of my head as I run in the opposite direction.