Friday 13 March 2015

2015 - People numbers 24 and 25

"That Friday Feeling"

So it was a Friday night and me and my best friend had decided to have a liquid lunch, and go to the cinema and then in turn ended out in a little drinking session in our local bar. As always, the bar was busy... and seats were limited, we sat opposite 2 girls and they started chatting to us! 
These were the sort of girls with an 'alternative style'. I thought this was pretty cool, with her red lipstick, contrasting against her dark hair and piercings. Turns out, the girls were up from London, where they studied. One of the girls was from St Neots, until she left for Uni. 
"It's strange being back here. I see people I went to school with and they don't recognise me. They give me funny looks, which could be to do with the way I dress. You don't get that in London. We can walk into our local bars and no-one will bat an eyelid. We'll go there and we know the bouncers and we just chat to everyone. Everyone here seems like they're in their own world and you can't intrude. We saw you guys though and thought you two seemed nice, so we thought we'd say hi"
"There's not many good looking men here either. In London, there's so many bearded men! Beards aren't really popular here are they?"

Then the girl from London and my best friend got talking about Lipstick... I left them to it. But it did make me think about the difference between big cities and small towns. I've noticed it in Los Angeles and New York too. Perhaps its because there is so many people there that there's half the chance that you don't know the person next to you on the bus, compare that to small towns whereby there's half a chance you're related to the person on the bus! 

But yes, a good night was had by all and the girls wished us a good evening and left to dance. We caught them later chatting to some blokes! (Ironically enough, without beards... perhaps they'd lowered their face fuzz standards...)

Kisses J xx 


Thursday 5 March 2015

2015 - Person Number 23

"Mr Talkative"

So if you actually read my last blog post, then you'll remember a guy I overheard claiming to try and guess where everyone worked? Not ringing a bell? You're a bad follower! Well, he was back and again he tried guessing what course another customer was on. Safe to say he got it wrong this time as he hadn't done his prior research like the last time.... (Don't know who I'm on about? Read the last blog dammnit!)
Well he was back and he was now chatting away to the customer he'd incorrectly guessed. Later on after about 4 pints of Carlsberg, he approached the bar again and we got talking about age and he noticed we had a Wham/George Michael tribute coming up. He then told us a story of when George crashed his car into a store and someone wrote the word 'Wham' next to the crash site in graffiti. I laughed because, I understood the joke, but my younger collegue didn't quite get it. (Wham used to be George Michael's first band. Wham could also be used as a crash term - for anyone else a bit clueless)
"MR Talkative" then said he felt really old at the fact my collegue didn't understand it. This then lead onto the conversation about age and music.
"I felt really old the other day as well. I had two 19 year olds in my class. Basically I'm 26, but I haven't always been in IT teaching. I used to work for a company that promoted big artists. I've been part of the crew that helped promote some of the biggest artists in the world! This one time I was working on Beyonce's tour and another time it was for Usher. So pretty big names and I was discussing it with my class and the two 19 year old's asked me who Usher was.."
"That's awesome! I know how you feel with age gaps and stuff, I speak to people about Waynes World and they don't get it!"
"I actually turned round to him and called him uneducated! Even if you don't know Usher in his 'Yeah' days... he's got stuff out now that kids should know right?!"
"So how comes you left that job then? It sounds amazing!"
"It's always better than it sounds. You'd spend 15 months working your arse off in an office, for about 4 nights of fun.. But the final straw came when i went Self employed. It was shortly after I'd won 'Youngest Event Planner of the Year' so I was pretty happy.. But this one event just flopped. I took the crew out for a Macdonalds after a show and after all that I ended out £10 worse off... this was before salaries and everything. It was just one of those jobs that could either go really well or not so well. I didn't want the risk. But I had the time of my life and I wouldn't change it."


Until Next time!
Kisses J xx


Wednesday 4 March 2015

2015 - People overheard

Sometimes getting to know people all stems from overhearing their conversations with others. Now I don't mean holding your ear to the door and purposefully listening in... I mean the occasions where you accidently hear snippets of their chats. I work in a hotel restaurant and bar and so I hear varied conversations on a daily basis.
Our hotel holds conferences and serviced offices holding very important people. Some days I'll hear about world events and other times ill hear a group of policewomen spending two hours discussing their cats. I've heard motor groups saying how where you sit at a table correlates with the kind of person you are... apparently independent people tend to leave spaces in between others and if the space is to the left then it shows you like the power... like in driving a right hand drive. A lot of the conversations I hear are about their sleep and how comfortable our beds are!
Last night however, on the bar I heard a customer approach another customer and ask if he can guess what sort of industry they worked in.. He guessed she worked in 'hospitality or travel'. She was impressed as she works for a massive worldwide travel operator! He then smiled and said 'I cheated, I spoke to one of your collegues earlier!'. Then they split off and started talking to each other. It really is that simple to get talking to someone... and yet sometimes people still struggle. Listening in to people conversations makes me realise that a conversation doesn't always have to be exciting about some crazy adventure... It can literally just be about... cats!

Kisses xx

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