Extroverts Are Cute

sunshine-2Recently I volunteered at a community concert thing-a-ma-jig. Lest you imagine that makes me a caring, noble creature, I did it because it got me a free ticket to the thing-a-ma-jig.

They asked me to usher, which just goes to show how little they knew me. Somehow I thought I’d be alone in a ticket booth, or maybe asked to count money (which between you and me, I really like to do). As it was, my main job was standing at a door and tearing tickets in half.

It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.

With me was a little-old-lady named Lorraine. She stood about four feet tall and I’m guessing weighed about 80 pounds. Lorraine’s job was handing out the programs. She also smiled constantly, greeted each patron and chatted. A lot. Lorraine was chatty.

I don’t know about you, but when I meet a really chatty person — such as Lorraine — I assume they’re not the brightest bulb in the socket. (It’s a prejudice of mine, I know.) Turns out Lorraine had been a concert organist, holds a doctorate in Music music-notesPerformance, played with the Michigan Symphony and taught at Arizona State.

She contracted polio as an infant and was in an iron lung for … um, a long time. I don’t remember the specifics. She also went through two bouts of cancer and is a firm believer in the medicinal value of lemon peels.

My part in the above conversation primarily consisted of: “Oh really? … Huh … Yeah … That’s interesting … Uh-huh … Yeah … Wow … Really? … Wow …”

I think if I were a psychologist, I would make a study of extroverts. Of course, the tricky thing would be to find a way to study them where they didn’t rush over to me, ask me how I was doing, perform a song and dance for me, and proceed to introduce me to every blame person in the nearby vicinity who they only just met a short while ago but are now their life-long friends.

I mean, my God, who are these people?! Where do they come from?

And where do they get all that energy? 🙂

Author: C. J. Hartwell

Christi lives in Phoenix with Husband, Son, Daughter, and Dog. She enjoys moonlit walks on the beach, but as she doesn't live anywhere near a beach, she's usually in bed by 9:30.

7 thoughts on “Extroverts Are Cute”

    1. Are you speaking of yourself or someone you know? I know for me, I have to pay attention to my body language as I can come across as rather stand-offish. I’m trying though! Hence why I keep studying extroverts — they make it look so effortless!

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  1. Yikes — had a similar experience with a guy who came to our house last week to give us an estimate on a bit of work. He chatted to me for AN HOUR…while I stood there like a deer in headlights thinking he would run out of steam at some point. (He didn’t.) And now my brain is filled with details about his wife, daughters, ex-son-in-law (he’s immature) and Taco Tuesdays with the grandkids. I was partly dazed, partly in awe of his storytelling skills. So I feel your pain –:) (Also ushering is a great way to see shows, isn’t it?)

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    1. That’s funny — and a little sobering too. My husband is very much an extrovert, truly loves talking to people. It’s not at all unusual for him to know the life stories of the grocery store clerk, the bank teller, the guy pumping gas next to him, etc.
      Which then makes me wonder — what was his part in these conversations? How much do they know know about me?! :-O

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