Dazed and Confused

Funny I started to think about writing this one few days back. This is one of those awkward stories from long time ago that still makes me laugh at myself when I recall. The things you do when you are not yourself. But I held back. Then I saw
@OfficialGamboaLikeUs short post last night about sharing stories about that time when you are not your usual self and thought why not?

Communication can be carried out in different ways other than verbal.

Facial Expressions

There is facial expression for one. You know when your friend agrees with you or not when you try telling them something when they nod their heads. Even confusion can be written on their faces if you start confusing them with what you are trying to say.

Is it now written on your face? No?

Or if they have questions or waiting for what is next, that will be also written in their faces. If you say something that hurts that can also be seen. But yes, yes, credits to those who have practiced hiding their emotions by not showing it in their faces. But generally, our actions or our body language also plays a part when we are communicating. Even without words, the person we are "talking to" understand what we meant.

Hand and arm gestures are fascinating.

When you are on a phone, and you need a pen and a paper, you just gesture to your seatmate who is hopefully paying attention to what you are trying to say, you just start writing on air or pretend to be writing on something and they throw you the pen and the paper.

When someone is carrying something and you are about to help them with what they are carrying, you normally just stretch out your hand. When you stretch out your hand, if you observe, it is almost toward the direction towards what they are carrying. Did you try? Hehe.

Somehow telling the other person that whatever they are carrying on that hand, you are asking them to give it to you and then they hand it to you. There is no need to say, "Let me help you with that." In some cases, right?

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And this gesture we commonly see with couples - when the guy is trying to be a gentleman and gestures for his partner to hand him her shopping bag or her hand bag or whatever is in her hands at that time.

But not all gestures are directed at you.

How many of us here returned a wave from a stranger or someone you thought you knew but turns out the person they are waving at is the person behind you? Very common right?

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Flashback Eons of Years ago in a Galaxy not yet named...

End of work day. Finally. I had the longest day ever with meetings and heated arguments on what needs to be retained, why that item in the project cannot be retained, who needs to adjust, what needs to be expedited, what can be partially approved and be deployed ahead of the other items - the usual stuff.

I was finally going home. But I did send out to my usual constants that I needed a coffee meetup so I can let some steam out and get my thoughts together. My constants are my balancer. They are my shrink. They all agreed we can have it next day.

I walked out of the building into the street where the mad crowd of all the workers scrambling for their ride home are. I was putting my ID badge back to the bag walking slowly. I was checking if I have my purse and my phone there. Re-arranging stuff so when I seat in the jeep the possible slasher will not get a hand on anything valuable even if he is successful in slashing may bag. Security stuff.

My eyes were a little blurry from staring at my computer screen for a long time and while I was walking I looked up.

In slow motion...

There was this guy in his long sleeves folded up to his elbows tucked in his khaki pants few steps away from me. From my blurry-eye judgement he is not bad looking at all. He stretched out his right hand toward me. Without thinking, I started to take off my bag and was almost ready to give the bag to him, bag in my right hand, stretching my hand as well when a long-haired blur passed by my left side and took his arm and off they went hand in hand towards the loading area. Leaving me with my bag and stretched hand. Then I started swinging my arm while walking as if nothing happened. But inside I was laughing at myself and feeling my cheeks heat up.

What did just happen? What was I thinking?

To my defense, he was as tall and in similar blurry shape as my friend who I was going to meet but not till next day. Probably slipped my mind. Lols. Whatever.

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